The Plan that Dom and I always talked about was something two teenagers brewed up—it was a plan that was always about us not wanting to lose each other to time, or moves, or different lives. It was a plan that included a woman, any woman, because monkhood didn’t suit us, and even pretty as Dom is, that kind of love bug never hit us. All my ideas about loyalty and love and friendship were always swept up in the dramatics. Defending each other under fire and putting him before anything and everything, no matter what. Love was supposed to be flawless and our partnership unbreakable, and I
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