“This song choice is abysmal,” I mumble, my eyes closed as the wind whistles in through the window and blows against my face. “Like, if this is coincidence, it’s probably fate telling me something.” Kayde chuckles, the sound barely audible over the words of “Psycho Killer” circulating through the car before being snatched away by the wind. “It’s a coincidence,” he assures me, and reaches out to touch the screen of the console to skip the rest of the song. Not that “Tainted Love” is much better. I snort and turn my head to face him as my brows climb toward my bangs. “Really?” I ask, voice
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