“Looking for a replacement for Kortney?” I ask Ransom when he moves up next to me. Anger ripples through him, but he doesn't react. That's one of the things that drives me up the bleeding wall, watching him coil up inside of himself like that. He never fucking shouts, hardly gets visibly angry. And I want that, crave it really. It's his fault that my girlfriend, Chloe, and my sister, Harper are dead. His fault. We used to be friends; he's the reason I'm a musician after all. But I can barely look at him anymore. “Leave Lilith alone or I'll give you another concussion,” he says softly, voice
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