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“Mariska left last night We woke up thisI had to call Kenny to find out she’d asked her to pick her up at the airport”

“She left? I told her not to go” The last part was under my breath

Why her leaving tore at uess I didn’t care what she did I wanted her to go She played me

Staring out the , I focused on a place far in the distance That here et

I didn’t know if I’d ever get it back, because as much as I wanted to hate her As much as I wanted to take her by the arms and shake her until her teeth rattled, just that ainst my chest I wanted to take a deep breath of jasmine and chase her kisses I wanted her to chase mine with the force I kneas in her

God, fucking Mariska What have you done to me?

Mariska

Bayville was as uninspiring as ever, and for the first time in my life, I couldn’t be happier Kenny met me at the airport alone Little, pale, and thin, she wore a black sleeveless top, and with her asymmetrical purple hair, black skinny jeans, and stilettos, she was every bit the badass I wished I were I was just a crazy, i in her life before it even began

I struggled not to cry “Thanks forme”

“What happened?” She caught me by the shoulders “I had to leave Lane alone with Slayde, and that makes him nervous”

“Slayde’s back?” I sniffed Despitecloser, I saw her eyes shining with joy

“He ca He he’s a hero”

“What? What happened? I mean I’m so happy for you! Tell me—”

Our fingers clasped as alked to baggage clai to tell ed me out of bed at this ridiculous hour What happened?”