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"A friend," I said testily "The downstairs neighbor The guy who isn’t talking about that freaking picture"

Grahaht beside her, putting an arm around her "Seriously Who did that? And what’s with…" He picked up her arm and pushed up the sleeve of her T-shirt to expose a few inches of her wrist

Bella yanked her ar fine about--"

"I’ht shade of pink, and her eyes glittered

"Come on," he pressed "I need to know"

"Not true," she clipped, turning her face away from him

Rikker sat down on the other side of her, so Bella ended up burying her nose in his shoulder Rikker put his palm on her cheek and pulled her close "Bella," he whispered, and I watched her back rise and fall as she tried to hold herself together

"I auys on the bed turned in toward Bella, gathering her in their aruys are awesole shake "I just… The whole tea back to practice"

Rikker made an unhappy noise "But then the asshole wins"

"I don’t care"

"Yeah, you do," Graha her back "We don’t let the assholes win"

"I just can’t…" Her back heaved "Stand this"

My throat got tight, and the other two s while Bella began to sniff