“Why would I?” she asked coldly. “It’s obvious that you’ll offer the same to the next pretty little thing you see. I would prefer it to be a little more special than that. I may not look it but I am actually a woman with a brain and a heart. I’m not so easy as the tramps you like to meet in a club. One-night stands just aren’t my thing.”
She was so used to picking and prodding at sore areas until they bled that she could no longer see when it was appropriate and when it was quite possibly the worst thing she could do. “I don’t care who shares your community bed because I refuse to share something like that in a place so often used.”
That stung. A lot more than Hakuba wanted to let on. He stared for a moment, jaw tightening under a grimace.
“I didn’t even look at anyone else while we were dating, and that wasn’t due to your ridiculous love spell,” came his cold reply, using every ounce of energy to keep himself calm; to keep his volume low. But he wasn’t doing a very good job at it.
“I wanted to love you, but I’m CLEARLY not worth your time or effort. I know I’m fucked up. I never claimed not to be! I can’t change the past, and since that’s all that ever seems to matter, I guess I’m never going to be of use to anyone. Is that what you want me to say? Because I know that already, so please do me a favor and STOP wasting my TIME!"