Chapter Thirty Eight

Chapter Thirty Eight

Missy stared stunned in silence, her head nod slowly going sideways with her jaws dropping in disbelief.

If she heard correctly, the psychotic man in front of her just confessed to his feelings that must be psychotic also.

“No no no no, you don’t love me. You can’t love me, you’re just crazy.” Missy tried to make a genuine point out of his confession, but nothing was coming up.

She stepped further away from him, seeing him in a different light. Light that doesn’t bright up the room, rather shrunk it deeper into darkness.

Tyler scoffed from where he stood, looking away from her resting his hand on his waist, his other hand pushing through his hair. “I’m crazy.” The words fell out of his lips in a sarcastic manner.

“You know all this was because I actually love you.” He said, his index lifting up and pointing at Missy with his gaze focusing back on her.

“You don’t. You’re not capable of loving, and what you put me through. You don’t do that to people you love,