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  Author: Kylie Scott

  I shook my head, fury bubbling away inside me. “Not your call. ”

  “You’ve been miserable. What was I supposed to do?” She threw her arms sky high. “He said that he’d come to make things right with you. I believe him. ”

  “Of course you do. He’s David Ferris, your very own teen idol. ”

  “No. If he wasn’t here to kiss your feet I’d have killed him. No matter who he is, he hurt you. ” She seemed sincere, her mouth pinched and eyes huge. “I’m sorry about dressing up this morning. It won’t happen again. ”

  “You look great. But you’re wasting your time. He’s not going to be here. That isn’t going to happen. ”

  “No? So, who gave you that monster on your neck?”

  I didn’t even need to answer that. Damn it. The sun beat down overhead, warming up the day.

  “If there’s a chance you think he might be the one,” she said, making my stomach twist. “If you think you two can sort this out somehow … He’s the only one that ever got to you. The way you talk about him …”

  “We were only together a few days. ”

  “You really think that matters?”

  “Yes. No. I don’t know,” I flailed. It wasn’t pretty. “We never made sense, Lauren. Not from day one. ”

  “Gah,” she said, making a strangled noise to accompany it. “This is about your fucking plan, isn’t it? Let me clue you in on something. You don’t have to make sense. You just have to want to be together and be willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen. It’s amazingly simple. That’s love, Ev, putting each other first. Not worrying about if you fit into some fucktard plan that your Dad brainwashed you into believing was what you wanted out of life. ”

  “It’s not about the plan. ” I scrubbed at my face with my hands, holding back tears of frustration and fear. “He broke me. It feels like he broke me. Why would anyone willingly take that chance again?”

  Lauren looked at me, her own eyes bright. “I know he hurt you. So punish the bastard, keep him waiting. The fucker, he deserves it. But if you love him, then think about hearing what he has to say. ”

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