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Again, I shook my head

“If you didn’t agree to live with hiering feelings of guilt because of your earlier actions, ould you think you agreed just to appease Malcolm?”

“Because it’s what I do I want people to be happy To be happy withto bend and compromise to achieve that Look at my relationship with Dorian When push caot her a job, but I let her live with inal plan of living with our parents That’s for a person that barely likes ood day, soyeah”

“Sounds like the easy ansas the correct answer after all”

“How so?”

“You said the easy ansould be your history, and the explanation you just gave was all directly related to your past and somewhat current actions When we’ve talked about your past relationships, while the two are extremely different, the common thread is the fact you compromised what you wanted and needed in favor of the with Malcolm?”

That final question was still on my mind when I drove from Dr Carr’s office to see Mitch The tattoo reht up on iht beabout it again, but he couldn’t enjoy seeing some other man’s initials every ti the center of ly scar Either way, both would be gone soon enough

The consult with Mitch had been pro shirtless around hiot the scar made it all the more uncomfortable I’d been thankful he didn’t ask for any additional details after I’d told him Seth had caused it Mitch was positive he could take care of the week

I rounded the corner heading toward ht, Mal asked when I was ready to start the official move I’d said whenever, but I wasn’t completely ready for it to be the very next day thanks toas how my parents would already have Shawn It’d already been a few days since I’d agreed tocould have , so I ith his suggestion

The gate to my house came to life after I hit the button Malcoliven hione inside He walked over to open my door after I’d parked

He shut the door before giving me a quick kiss “Hey”

“Hey yourself Why are you waiting out here?”

He sied I headed toward the front door with hi behind As I reached out to unlock the door, a roiling of nerves ca this doorthis doorback No safety net or escape option

I jumped at the contact of Mal’s hands on my hips

“Everything okay?”