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“You were crazy,” I reply when she sits on Rick’s lap, and he hugs her in a perfect fit.

“If it was love, I’d say accept it, because fighting against love is impossible,” Richard reflects, his eyes on my best friend, who, even after four years, still blushes when he declares hisfeelings. “But if it’s just attraction, you need to figure out how to forget it.”

“She’s nice, A.J.,” Dani adds with a little shrug. “I’d hate to see you obsessed with her just because she’s something you can’t have.”

“Me too,” I whisper, getting up. “See you guys later. Be good — don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” I call over my shoulder as I head out.

“Close the door, please,” Richard adds, and I leave without looking back.

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Upstairs, I spot Guilherme and Beatriz still in the kitchen. She’s perched on the island, and he’s kissing her, tucked perfectly between her legs.

Alexandra is petting Elvis while watching something on TV with Thomas. They’re both calm, quiet, separated only by the dog. They look so comfortable together — so natural.

I close my eyes, unable to believe what my mind is doing to me.

I’m jealous.

Jealous of one of my best friends. Jealous over a girl who isn’t even my girlfriend — just because they’re sitting on the couch together.

“You okay?” Alex asks, confused. I shake my head and shove the feeling away. “Want to watch something or hang out? Dani kinda disappeared,” she adds

“Nah, I’m gonna... lie down. Didn’t sleep well last night. You snore,” I mumble the last part so Guilherme won’t hear that I crashed in his baby sister’s room because she needed her Big Bear.

“That’s not even funny!” she shouts after me, and I almost go back. I almost sit down beside her and watch whatever’s on, pretending everything’s still normal.

But nothing is going back to normal — not until we hit the road again.

Good thing that’s less than twenty-four hours away.

Chapter Twenty-six – Ale

They say these are the golden years

But I wish I could disappear

Ego crush is so severe

God, it’s brutal out here

Brutal - Olivia Rodrigo

Alexandra Saldanha was officially pronounced dead at exactly four o’clock in the afternoon.

Cause of death?Pure, unfiltered rage.

Triggered by:Anthony freaking Fortin, who thought it was a brilliant idea to drag her across state lines just to dump her in a house with a man who barely speaks, a dog with more personality than said man, and two disgustingly happy couples who apparently never learned the meaning of personal space.

Chapter Twenty-seven - A.J.

I’d bet all my money that I will lose to you and hand you my life

Here’s to hoping you're worth all my time

I might barely know you, but still

Don’t love you yet, but probably will turn me into something tragic

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