Chapter 89- No Safe Space
Tyler's POV
I opened my mouth to say something—anything—but nothing came out.
I tried again. Still nothing.
I didn't even know what to say.
Why the hell was Logan being so mean to me?
First, he called me a little slut—something I was still trying to recover from—and now he was throwing it in my face that I wasn't even his type?
I clenched my fists.
I swear, if murder was legal, I'd have walked up to Logan right now and choked the life out of him. Because he was really pissing me off.
Since I couldn't find the right words, I settled for glaring at him, hoping he could see every ounce of anger burning in my eyes.
I knew Logan was mad. I could tell. But was he overreacting? Definitely.
That still didn't give him the right to be this cruel.
He could tease me all he wanted—I was used to that. But this? This wasn't teasing.
This was humiliation.