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“I mean it,” he urged, turning to look at me now. “I can’t lose another person I love.” “You love me?” He nodded sadly as another tear trickled down his cheek. “I love you most of all.”
“You know, Gerard, if you ever get super sad, I can be your sister, too. Hugh won’t mind sharing.” “You can’t be my sister, Claire.” “Why not?” “Because you can’t have the hots for your sister.”
“I don’t see anyone.” His lips tipped up in the smallest of smiles before he added, “Except for you.”
“Hey, stranger,” a familiar voice purred from the other side of the admissions desk. “Long time no see.” Not fucking long enough. “Dee.” Slapping on a smile, I strolled over to the counter and leaned against it. “Twomey’s looking for me again?” “Nope, I am.” Christ, I truly was broken.
“Gibs,” he snapped, leaning over the table. “That woman has been fucking around with you since we were fourth year.” Shaking his head, he bit out, “Since you were fifteen.”
Shannon had been born to be a Kavanagh.

