Chapter 17 You Can Never Be Her

• Dash had been sulking, drowning in frustration and hurt. Leah wasn’t talking to him—she was avoiding him like the plague. The sting of her slap still burned on his skin, a painful reminder of how far things had fallen when all he wanted was to show her how much he still wanted her.
• “Fuck...” he groaned, biting his bottom lip in disappointment, the ache in his chest tightening. His fingers hovered over his phone screen, his gaze fixed on an old photo of them together—back when things were simple and she was smiling at him with genuine happiness. But a sudden noise startled him, and he quickly locked the screen as the door to his room swung open without a knock. Ivy stormed in, her face clouded with annoyance.
• “Why have you been so distant lately, babe?” Ivy purred as her sultry voice laced with playful allure when she stepped into Dash’s room, swaying her hips seductively.