Chapter 116
Angelica
You know that feeling you get when you know you've said too much of the heavy things that should really never be spoken out loud in the first place? I had that feeling, in my stomach the entire time we walked down to the beach. Will didn't seem to mind my silence, but I minded. I minded that I'd basically exposed myself to him a very vulnerable way and he'd chosen silence. Again.
And the more I thought about it the more disappointed I became.
Until Demetri's words hit me all over again like a sense of Déjà Vu when I saw his face near the bonfire.
"He doesn't hate you. He hates himself."
I stumbled into the sand, Will gripped my arm and kept me from planting my face in the dirt. "You okay?"