Book 3 - Chapter Fifty One

Mackenzie’s POV

Listening to the bad boy speak, the pain in my chest eases as I finally find out that it was never because of me, I was good enough. The pain is replaced by anger, a burning ember of rage toward Callan’s father, a man who used his own son like some sort of damn accessory.

As he finished speaking, Callan looks at me with such vulnerability that it hurts, he opens his mouth and I know what he’s going to say, he’s going to apologise. He’s going to say sorry for hurting me, for letting his dad dictate his life so much that he caused me pain. The thing is, I don’t need to hear it, not anymore. When I was a kid, I dreamed of seeing him one day, hearing him regret the way he treated me that night, but now I’m here, it’s not what I want.

Before I can second guess myself, I grab……