Page 2 of Lying Hearts

“There are marks on us. Matching lines that fate painted on our souls so we’d find each other. Don’t you feel it?”

I should play hard to get.

I should deny it, tell him I have no idea what he’s talking about.

But that would be a lie.

And I don’t want to lie to him.

Not to Brendan Clark.

Not ever.

“I do feel it. I knew the moment I first saw you.”

His eyes darken. It’s coming now. He’s going to do it. The kiss is on its way. “Annie, it’s time to go.”

I frown, tilting my head. “What? I don’t want to go anywhere. I’m happy here. I want to be with you.”

As though he can’t hear me, he says again like a robot, “C’mon Annie. It’s time to go.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t understand.”

His face transforms into my friend Corinne. I’m holding lovingly onto her neck, close to her face.

I jump back, staring at her in Brendan’s tuxedo, the others all sneering at me like I’m a freak.

Just like they normally do.

“Annie, wake up!”

Oh shit.

No!

My room comes into focus and standing in my doorway is Corinne — my roommate and best (and only) friend. “Annie, Jeezus. Three-hour nap? It’s time to go. C’mon.”

“I was having the best dream ever.” I shove my face into the pillow. “You ruined it.”

“What did I ruin?”

Peeking over at her leaning in the doorway with one eyebrow up, I mumble, “My happiness.”

She rolls her eyes. “Like I’d ever ruin that. Now, c’mon! It’s time to go to the party. Get up and get ready.” She pushes off the doorway. “We’re getting you laid tonight!”

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