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“I’ve never seen a grown man so besotted with his wife.”
I have. It’s Aaron
Warner—
Stop wtf
Ella Juliette
What the hell
Like light and dark, these two.
I love them
I wonder, for the first time, if it’s really possible that Brendan has no idea how Winston feels about him. He seems oblivious, but who knows. It’s definitely not a secret to the rest of us.
This is a new boy, a boy I’ve never met before.
Adam
“I’m A-Adam,”
Told y’all
“I’ll kill you if you ruin this for him.”
Protective boyfriend
He stares straight at me, his ice-blue eyes and white-blond hair giving me Warner vibes. But somehow, even with all his bright, white, cold hues, Brendan is the opposite of Warner. Unlike Warner, Brendan glows. He’s warm. Kind. Naturally hopeful and super smiley.
I love Brendan
Winston, who’s secretly in love with Brendan and too afraid of ruining their friendship to say anything about it.
The gays are always being tortured
“It’s true.” Brendan shrugs. “You’re a handsome guy.” Winston chokes on his tea.
Poor boy
The desperation in his expression, the anguish carved into his features, the way he looks at me, like he might die if I do.
I have heard those words before
Anderson presses the gun to James’s throat, and my knees nearly give out.
THAT SON OF A BITCH PIT HIM DOWN OR IM GONNA FUCKING UGHHH
God, I fucking love her.
“Give me your word,” Warner finally says. “Your word that you will leave her alone forever. I want you to let her disappear. I want you to stop tracking her every move. I want you to forget she ever existed.” He pauses. “In exchange, you can have what’s left of my life.”
Never have I known of a man that in love
A spare.
Ok Cedric Diggory
“Ella. Her name is Ella.” “Uh-huh.
Real she’s still Juliette to me
And then, there it is: Brendan is holding Winston’s hand under the table.
Aw my shaylas
“On your knees, soldier. Now.”
Uh what
“Tell me that I am your master.”
EWWWWWW WTFFFFFFFF
“Ignore him,” Warner says. “He doesn’t mean it.”
The roles are usually reversed
There’s little else here but a single bed and the figure strapped into
Adam
he strikes me, suddenly, as beautiful.
She’s over here collecting the family like infinity stones
Warmer.
I read Warner
And somehow—somehow—he still manages to look put together. I don’t get it.
What a man
Yep. Too many new members of the Warner fan club clutching their hearts.
I’m there front and center
The girl’s not even eighteen. Even I am not as depraved as that.”
The only respect I’ve ever had for him is now
“She clearly has a type,”
I’m suddenly a big fan of the Warner groupies.
Join the gang kenji
Six different girls (and two guys) have shown up so far, each one of them expecting payment for their generosity in the form of a conversation with Warner, which—obviously—never happens. But they usually settle for a good long look at him.
I am one of those girls
cataclysmic.
Cataclysm dudududududud duh
insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I am not insane I
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Not crossed out slay
“Hey,” Nazeera says, her voice suddenly close. “I have a feeling I’m about four months away from falling madly in love with you, so please don’t get yourself killed, okay?”
Four months okay damn
“Hey, princess,”
KENJIIIIJJ
“Run, Juliette. Run—”
Ok what the hell who possessed him
“Here,” he whispers, pressing my hands to his heart. “Home.”
This. My bones against his bones. This is my home.
He picks me up, bracing my body as he sets me down on the long, steel table.
Well that’s one way to remember
Warner
I missed you
