“We live different lives.” “And?” “Why are you asking me questions that you don’t really want the answers to?” “What the fuck does that even mean?” I glare at this frustrating little thing in front of me. “What’s my name?” I open my mouth to respond, but I’m forced to pause a second and her brows lift as if she’s proving a point. “Well, what is it?” She clears her throat. “It’s Meyer.” “I like it.” I nod. A tight laugh leaves her and she nods, frowning at the ground. “We’re strangers, Tobias.” A hint of dejection crosses her face. “You’re here because you have to be. I’m tutoring you because
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