"Sometimes, I watch the way the four of you are and I can see that I...don't fit. Not in the same way." Nash blew out a breath and shrugged. "You feel like the outsider? Try being the guy who joined up last. Who used to be your teacher. Who comes from a poor family and the foster system while all of you just shit dollar bills and flush them away like they're meaningless. If any of us doesn’t fit, it's me." A smile tugged at the corner of my lips. "And yet you do," I pointed out. "Besides, you had something growing up which I can never lay claim to." "You have love now," he objected, knowing
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