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“You replaced his yearbook picture with picture of a pig.” She laughs now and doesn’t do it quietly. “You helped me,” I tell her. “You were the one who broke into student life and changed the picture.”
“What do you mean by getting yourself a date?” my father asks, his face going white. “Are you hiring an escort? Zara Stone,” he hisses out my name.
I laugh, looking at the dog look at the camera his nose coming to the screen and sniffing it. “Go away, she’s mine.”
“This isn’t a joke, Zara,” my father says. “He said you were his. You know what that means.” “Um,” I say, and my father continues. “There are certain men out there …” he starts. “Like your father,” my mother says, “and your brother and Max and Zack.” “Parker, this is not funny,” he says, and I can see them. “These men. Once they say you’re theirs, you’re theirs.”
“I’m not going to hide that you’re mine,” he says, looking straight at me. “First thing, I’m my own person,” I tell him. “Second, we aren’t hiding anything. We are being private.” I grab another chip and dip it, waiting for him. “You kissed me,” he states. “You kissed me. You made yourself mine when you did it.”
That moment you see the person who owns your heart, who can destroy you. Knowing that without her, you are going to be half the man you should be. Knowing that only with her, your heart beats normal; knowing that only with her, everything is going to be okay.

