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The taste of rage filled my mouth. “Tell me who beat you.”

“Tell me why you came to my house,” she countered.

My jaw clenched, and I gave her more than I ever had. “To see you.”

Her voice turned quiet. “Why?”

“Give me a name.” I was going to kill whoever did this.

“Give me a reason.”

The Elyssia I knew wasn’t confrontational. She wasn’t a fighter. She was silently strong and determined. She’d put herself back together after her mother died, and she lived her life like there was good in everything. But this woman in front of me was different.

I could stand here and demand she tell me who did this, but I already saw she wasn’t going to budge. It wouldn’t matter what the hell I said right now. I could tell her I was going to kill the fucking bastard who did this. I could tell her she fucking broke me when she’d kissed me, and it’d taken a year to get over feeling like an asshole who wasn’t worthy of her. I could even tell her I was done trying to stay the fuck away from her. But I didn’t say any of it.

Like a coward, I evaded. “I didn’t like how we left things.”

She studied me a moment. “How did we leave things?”

I stared into her gorgeous eyes. “Unfinished.”