“Can I ask you something?” His deep voice and tone rumble through me. “And I want you to be honest with me.” Oh God. This could go in so many directions. “What?” He takes a deep breath and sits up, perching on his elbow so he’s facing me. “Did you blame me for what happened? Is that why you did it?” My heart twists in my chest. I’ve tried not to think of that heartbreak. I shake my head. “How could I blame you for something like that?” “When you—” He stops, licks his lips then runs his thumb along them. “I’ve convinced myself it was some sort of twisted revenge.” I wish I could tell him the
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bro can they just say what happened my God. We're 100 pages in and im still confused
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