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“If she’d had uts or I’d been less oblivious…” He turns toward me “It was for the best, but—”
“That doesn’t make it easier to trust anyone?”
He nods
“Do you trust me?”
“I want to” His eyes bore intobadly”
“Me too”
“You’re such a good friend I hate asking for more”
Friend What an ugly word It’s a knife in ue It’s a raincloud on a sunny day “Asking is the only way you’ll get so”
He nods “Pro”
“What?”
“That you’ll tell me if I’m about to lose you”
“You won’t lose me”
“Promise anyway”
I stare back into his blue eyes “Okay I promise”
Chapter 18