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Trent Aldridge has a heart

He is not a cold, callous villain

It’s just me he hates

It’s an ugly truth One lier by the beauty I witnessed at Cresthill When I finished cleaning the bathrooo next, and I saw Trent with the sairl Trent threw his head back, laughing with everything in hi the man’s shoes

I can’t reconcile the idea of Trent literally on the floor tying someone’s shoes

No matter how hard I try, it makes no sense He takes away my place to live

He takes away my money for food unless I work for him

He looks atit hard for me to even look at him

But this

Tonight

The kindness everyone has toward him? It makes no sense

Unless, and it’s a big unless, he extends the same kindness toward them

“You were serious about ,” I whisper

“I don’t say things I don’t mean”

We fall back into silence I still can’t believe it We zip past cars at breakneck speed This is the Trent I’ fast and hard

Fast and hard

God My cheeks flush I’ about hiht back to square one, only I know he has a heart One that beats for everyone but me

Why do you care, Payton?

“Volunteering,” I blurt out, forcing the embarrassment out of my head

“Is that a question or a statement, Payton?”

“I’m just surprised,” I answer honestly