She peeked at me again, her gaze softening, the swirl of brown flecked with red and gold mesmerizing. “I guess you know me better than anyone else.” It was quiet as it hit. Issued like a secret. “But that’s about to change, yeah?” Keeping the spite out of it was difficult. Somehow, I managed it, following the question with a long pull of my beer. She blinked. “I don’t know what that means, Ryder.” “It means you’re going to find someone who can treat you better than me. Someone you can get closer to. Someone you can fully trust.” Someone who could completely give themselves. Someone who wasn’t
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