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Olivia: Like what?

Lucian: Like you don’t trust anyone. Like you think every favor comes with a price. Like you refuse to let anyone help you because you think it makes you weak.

Olivia: That’s dramatic.

Lucian: Maybe. But I’m right.

Olivia: Right? Debatable.

Lucian: See? No denial.

Olivia: I’m not talking about it.

Lucian: You don’t have to. I already know he was an asshole.

Olivia: Oh? Are you psychic now?

Lucian: No, but I have three older brothers. I have myself, too. I know what we can be like.

Olivia: And?

Lucian: And I’ve seen what a bad relationship does to someone.

Olivia: So, you’ve come from a bad relationship? What did you do to your ex?

Lucian: Let me guess. He made you feel like you weren’t enough. Like you had to earn his affection. Like love was something you proved instead of something freely given.

Olivia: You’re ignoring my question.

Lucian: Maybe you did everything right. Maybe you tried harder, worked harder, and became exactly what he needed. And in the end, it still wasn’t enough.

Olivia: Stop.

Lucian: So, you decided never again. Never let someone that close. Never let someone hold that power over you again.

Olivia: Lucian.

Lucian: It wasn’t your fault.

Olivia: I’m going to turn off my phone.

Lucian: So, that means I’m right, but you’re trying to deny it?

Olivia: I don’t know anything.

Lucian: Well, I do. And I’m telling you—some people don’t deserve what they’re given. That doesn’t mean you weren’t enough. It just means he wasn’t capable of seeing it.

Olivia: You’re really annoying when you’re insightful.

Lucian: That’s what my brothers say.

Olivia: Speaking of them.

Lucian: Hmm?

Olivia: You said you were spending the weekend with them.

Lucian: Yeah.