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"When you ghosted me?"
"I wouldn’t call it that."
"I frickin’ would. And bet your ass I was." She heaved a sigh. "God save me from a man who’s trying to protect me from myself. As if I don’t have a brain of my own to tell me that I’m making a massive mistake."
A chuckle gusted from my lips. "Thanks?"
"You’re welcome. You’ll be the biggest mistake of my life," she said softly. "That’s what Mom always says about Dad. I never understood it until you."
I swallowed. "How long have they been together now?"
"Since she was eighteen."
"Jesus."
"Yep. You feel it too, Aidan, I know you do. That’s why you’re so flighty."
"I’m not flighty," I argued. Jesus, she made me sound like a pussy.
"You so are. At least I know what I want. You do too, but you’re just afraid to fight for it."
I scowled at her. "Did anyone ever tell you you’re a know-it-all?"
She smirked. "Yep."
"Figured as much."
