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Didn’t need my crazy shining through so much. My job was to watch. Observe. Report. Never to be myself.
“Wait until we fuck our first girl together. It’ll be wild, bestie. You’re in charge of the marshmallow fluff. It won’t work if you forget it.”
Ethan Masters. He was kneeling next to a woman who was dead, Lorenzo De Luca next to him.
“Rosalie,” he choked out before going silent.
“That’s Fox Evans.
It took me years to find people who understood me and to realize it wasn’t just a roof over your head that made a home. It wasn’t furniture or a bed. It wasn’t clothes and food. It was the people you loved and who loved you back. The ones who accepted you. The ones who would kill and bleed for you.
