"Holden, wait. I can’t leave with you." He stands there with one arm holding the door and the other propped on the truck frame, caging me in. "Aria, I’m done playing games. I gave you a week. I’m not giving you any more time." My eyes narrow on his, and then I ask. "What do you mean, you gave me a week?" He shakes his head in annoyance. "Do you seriously think I didn’t want to pick up my phone and call or text you? You were literally my every other thought." "So why didn’t you? Why did you wait until tonight?" He drops his arms, dragging his gaze to the ground before he brings his hands up to
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