Even the reason I'd taken that million dollars and left him all those years ago, I no longer cared to dig into.
That memory, that love. The moment I discovered his affair, none of it mattered anymore.
The light in William's eyes dimmed, going dark as stagnant water.
"On what grounds?" Every word ground out through clenched teeth. "It's always been you. You come when you want, you leave when you want. Have you ever, for one single second, considered how I feel?"
He hated me. Every syllable dripped with it.
"When my family disapproved, I eloped with you. When the Sanchezes blacklisted me and I couldn't find work anywhere, I hauled bricks at construction sites just so you could paint in your studio with clean hands and a clear conscience." His jaw tightened. "And what did you do?"
William laughed. Without warning, his eyes went red.
"You played me for a fool. One day you told me we'd be together forever. The next, you went to my mother and took a million dollars to run off to Northgate."
"In your heart... I was only ever worth a million dollars."
Northgate.
A dark basement. A sickening, clammy sensation flashed through my mind.