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The doorbell rang again, and I walked to the door on socked feet I peered through the peephole and saw Brett standing on the other side of my door

I unlocked as quickly as I could and yanked the door open “What are you doing here? If they find you here…”

“They won’t” Brett sounded sure of himself, but he stepped into my aparth the back There’s a maintenance entrance”

“I hate that you have to sneak around like this”

Brett shrugged and pulled“For you, I would sneak around all night”

“Stop,” I said even though I was blushing “You really shouldn’t be here”

“But I corin and held up a container “Chicken noodle soup For the invalid”

I couldn’t help but smile It was really sweet of hi at his hootten us into trouble in the first place

“I knohat you’re thinking,” Brett said “And you should stop Just stop thinking altogether Rather, tell ”

I walked into the kitchen, and Brett followed lad I had cleaned Brett walked like he knew exactly where everything was He didn’t look around and take note of what the apartment said about me; instead, he paid attention to me alone

“I don’t knohat’s up,” I said, opening the container and pouring tls of soup for us “I just feel off”

“You’ve been through a lot, don’t be so hard on yourself”

I shrugged and put the first bowl in thedoith so Like the flu”