Ezra studies my face, and then he looks down at his feet. “I’m sorry, Serenity.” I almost ask him what he’s sorry for, but I don’t want to talk to him about Archer. Not when it’s clear that he doesn’t think Archer would ever choose me. I’d been hopeful when he told me that Archer seemed happier after we’d been together awhile, but I should’ve heeded his warning. I’m worried about the girl he’s seeing and what it’ll do to her to realize she’ll never have all of him. I’d dismissed it then, quietly confident in what we were building together, only to realize we set our foundations on quicksand.
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