“He’s not as bad as you think,” I said quietly. “And he’s completely alone.” “I never understood why you spent a minute with him when you had Fade staring at you all the time.” I stopped, incredulous. “For the last two months, he hardly said a word to me. He was always with you.” “Not with me. You didn’t think—” “I don’t anymore.” “Deuce,” she said seriously, moving again. “I may never get close to a boy. I’m not saying that to make you feel sorry for me. I’m happier than I’ve been since my mom died. I like the Tuttles and I feel safe with them. But Fade and me?” She shook her head. “Even if
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