“Okay, look. Edin and I are… together. Okay?” “Together?” Charlie echoed, eyes darting between us. “As in, together? You’re… It’s not just fucking?” I swallowed, feeling unsure and self-conscious, and looked at Edin. But he was already answering, voice imperious, as if daring Charlie to challenge him. “Yes, together. Together together. He is mine,”
