“I lost my whole life that night.” “Really?” I ask, baiting him. In the past eight years, I’ve never, ever challenged Charlie, but tonight after a whole fucking week of feeling like a pariah, I’m done with it. “You look to be doing just fine.” I raise my eyebrows. “You have a thriving business. You have no one trying to run you out of town, and if talk is still right, you have your choice of girls lining up to pick up those pieces.” I shake my head, knowing I’m probably hitting him below the belt. “You lost Jennifer that night. You weren’t the only one who lost her. But I lost more than just
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