“Don’t do that,” I growled, turning the cruise control on as I turned to her and leaning forward, gripping the edge of the boat either side her. “You can hate me now, hate all of us. But don’t pretend the past meant nothing. I was there. It was real. The five of us had something not many people get in life and as fucked as it is now, I still believe some of it is salvageable. At least for four of us.” “That’s the first time you’ve acknowledged that Maverick was important to you once,” she whispered, a flicker of pain in her eyes as the first glimmer of the sun peeked over the horizon. My heart
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