Page 122 of I Heart Mason Cartwright
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AshLynn, never one to let someone else get the last word, turns back one last time. “Have a nice life, gold digger.”
Gold digger? Is she talking to me? To Mason?
My dad looks back at me before walking into the house, the look on his face a blend of disappointment and sadness and shakes his head.
Why would he be disappointed in me? Why is he sad?
God, what did everyone say while I just stood here, dumbly?
What is my dad thinking?
Why do I care?
Because you always care.
I need to talk to him
“Wait,” I call out to him. “I’m coming with you.”
