“No, you’re not,” I whispered back, using my free hand to wipe a super big tear off my cheek. “You’ve got Sadhbh, and Keith, and Mark—” “I hate him,” he interrupted with a sharp hiss. “Who? Keith?” He nodded stiffly. “And n-not just him.” “Mark, too?” Sniffling, he swallowed deeply before saying, “I don’t like the way he looks at me.” My eyes widened. “He looks bad at you?” “He looks evil at me,” he explained. “Like he wants to hurt me.” Anger grew in my belly. “Hurt you?” He nodded again. “Maybe even kill me.” “Well, I will kick him in his willy if he hurts you,” I growled. “I know how to do
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