They take what they want. Then blame you for surviving it.

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Lily’s POV

Men and their audacity.

Sometimes I wonder if they’re all born with it or if they just collect it like trophies from the women they break.

The question Alex asked me... it wasn’t the words that stung. It was the way he said them.

Like it didn’t matter. Like I didn’t matter.

Like it was just another accusation he was entitled to throw.

“Are you sleeping with him?”

As if I was some story in his head he could rewrite whenever his ego demanded it.

I wasn’t even angry at first just stunned. Hurt, in a...