It was always you. It’s why I stepped aside. She deserves you. There were moments, opportunities. Chemistry.” I growl at the thought, but he ignores me, casting a hand through the air. “But if you were in the room, her eyes were glued. Like she told me at the park, she couldn’t look away. Still can’t.” He sighs, stumbling backward to his chair, nearly as intoxicated as me. “I love you both. That’s why I took a bullet before I ever got shot. I didn’t want to do it.” His explanation becomes thick with emotion. “Honestly, I thought she’d never speak to me again, which would’ve killed me anyway,
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