“You think I didn’t know he’d defend your honour when he saw me shagging some girl in a club?” He rolls his eyes. “It’s sweet—” He waves his hand dismissively. “How much he loves you.” I stare over at him, a bit incredulous. No. Could he really have? I squint at him. “Did you really do that for me or is this just a happy coincidence?” He gives me this long look, the question hangs there and I don’t know what the answer is. There’s so much he’s not saying in the silence, I can feel it all thick with things I don’t know. Whatever it is, it makes me feel a peculiar tenderness towards him that I
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