This town, with its ridiculous festivals and the horny old woman I loved with my whole damn soul and these girlfriends whom I’d all but just met—save for one—yet felt like we’d been friends for a lifetime. And then there was the family I’d found—not just Lincoln and Declan and Atlas and Holly—but Emma and Xander and our little house that was starting to feel a hell of a lot like home. A home in which I never intended to stay. My chest tightened, my palms growing sweaty even in the cold February air. It was all too much, and I needed just a second to breathe. Knowing Atlas and Sutton were
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