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Nina raised an eyebrow, but answered, “When I was eighteen She was older It didn’t work out”

“Do you hate her now?”

“Not really”

“You still love her?”

Nina sighed “Are heart-to-hearts going to beco between us? Because I’d like to prepare myself”

Not in the rabbed his shoulder

“No, I don’t love her anymore You okay? This about McGuire’s sister?”

“I used to love her,” he bit out, feeling cold So fuckin’ cold

“Ah, okay”

“She did so Now I hate her”

Nina studied hi a word, but it was the way she did it, like she could see what Michael wasn’t saying

He looked away, gutted “But I still love her too How fucked up is that?”

“Mike …” Nina tightened her hand on his shoulder and squeezed “That’s when you know it’s real”

He frowned in confusion

“My mom always told me when you love someone, even on the days you hate them, that’s when you know it’s real”