“I could never hate you, Cal,” he muttered, moving backwards as if he was going to leave but I caught his wrist to stop him, though the look on his face told me plainly enough that he wasn’t going to tell me what was wrong with him. “I’m angry too,” I said, jerking my head to one side and forcing him to release his hold on my hair. “Angry at the whole fucking world. For Lionel, our fate, for our terrible fucking luck. For Darius. For everything. But I don’t feel like that when I’m with you. You make me forget, even if it’s only for a little while.” “You make me forget too,” he said, shadows
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