Billie hums thoughtfully from behind me. Like she’s about to offer profound advice. “You should demand he fuck you.” I snort, and a different type of tears well in my eyes. They’re the good kind that come from laughing and trying to hold it back. I glance at the rearview mirror into the back seat. “It worked for me,” Mira says with a feline smile on her lips. “Ew. Don’t tell me these things about my brother, please.” Nadia turns away and stares out the window, a look of exaggerated disgust on her face. “You could do what I did and just drive him insane until he snaps.” Billie pipes up again.
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