“I don’t want to make things complicated for him, now that I’m leaving.” She is silent for a long beat. When I turn to face her, I find her staring. “Thank you, Serena,” she tells me. Serious, and uncharacteristically heartfelt. “For what?” “For not taking him from us.” “Oh.” I rub a hand down my jeans. “How do you know that he…?” “I didn’t. Or maybe I did, but not because he told me. I knew from the start that it would come to this. From the moment he returned from the Southwest and told me that he’d found you.” She chuckles, shaking her head. “He was so mad, Serena, for actually liking you
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