“Are you doing this because I’m married to your boyfriend’s best friend?” I ask, looking at each of their faces, crossing my arms in front of my chest. “If we are just civil by association, that’s fine. Or is it pity? Because of what happened to me? I just, I need to know why you’re trying so hard to be nice to me.” Briar tilts her head. “Why are you so skeptical?” I admire the bluntness of her question, even though I’m sure she wanted to say, why are you such a bitch. It’s not like I want to be this way. Guarded and mistrusting. But it’s hard when person after person lets you down. I want to
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