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"Hello?"

"You spoke with Sofie?"

Irritated by his insistence of calling her that and not thrilled about his extra chilly tenor, she frowned "Yes I called her--"

"You called her?" His voice went up a notch, bordering on the explosive now "Why?"

"Because I needed to know the whole truth, but not--"

"Because my truth wasn’t worth shit?" He practically spit his words out, and she was certain nohat he was thinking "Whatever Alex put in your head had you questioningSofie?"

"You wouldn’t answer your phone, Brandon I tried calling you first"

"Go to hell," he said coldly, and the line clicked

Her jaw dropped as she pulled the phone in front of her to confir up on her With the confir her phone on the passenger seat She understood why he’d be so pissed, but he could at the very least have given her a chance to explain

"How fking rude!" she growled as she turned her car on

Her phone rang, and she snatched it up, hitting the answer button "How dare you?" she said loudly, already feeling choked up

But the male voice on the other end wasn’t Brandon’s "What?"

She shook her head, feeling a little stupid "Art?"

"Yeah, who’d you think it was?"