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Prologue

This would kill him

It didn’t oing to rip his heart out and pulverize it

It was inevitable

“We haven’t talked in a while” She sounded equal parts accusing and uncertain

He didn’t blaiven up on hio She hadn’t, which made him love her even more, but her loyalty made this conversation all the harder

He rested his forearether He focused on the grain of the wood floors beneath his feet until it swirled in front of his eyes

“I’ve been busy”

“With?”

“Classes Bar plans That sort of thing”

“You’ll have to do better than that”

His head snapped up at the sharpness in her voice Looking at her turned out to be a mistake

His chest squeezed at the sight of her face and the hurt swi in those beautiful brown eyes It’d been teeks since they were last alone together, but it may as well have been two lifetimes

His dread ain, and it took all of his willpower not to sweep her up in his aro

“Tell me the truth” Her voice softened “You can trust me”

It would be so easy to pretend everything was fine To give her the reassurances she wanted to hear and go back to the way things were