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Ruby sends me a withering glare. “If you’re looking for something to say, it’s called an apology, Charlie. Do you own a dictionary? Look it up.”
This girl’s a drug and she doesn’t even know it.
“Baby, you could be a serial killer and I’d forgive you.” I pull back and give her the fiercest glare I can manage. “Never do that again.”
On the cabin porch, Wyatt watches with arms crossed. “If you’re trying to get away, Fairy Tale, you gotta be faster than that,” he calls out. I shoot him a glare.
“I loved her and she died and I lost my mind. I came here. I wanted to forget, so I ran away from everything and everyone.” His throat works. “And you’re the first thing in ten years I’ve wanted to run toward.”
