“Calvin told me he didn’t want you coming around anymore,” I said. She clenched her jaw, moving it side to side. “When did he say that?” Charlotte raised her chin. She tried to relax her face, but there was so much tension in it. It was like she was going to explode depending on what came out of my mouth. I took another swig and glanced at her, choosing my words carefully—or carelessly, for that matter. “Last night,” I pointed the top of the beer bottle toward the field of grass beyond the barn, “when he fucked me over in that pasture.” Her face turned red like she was going to cry and scream
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