![]() ![]() So why does it feel like only yesterday Thayer was rejecting me in the barn? Right?” I ask, looking over to Valen for confirmation. “Maybe I should talk to them.” I nod to myself. Holden’s in the spot next to him, oblivious, getting his neck sucked on by a petite brunette in his lap. ![]() Thayer’s sitting in a folding chair with a girl draped across his lap sideways, her arm curled around his shoulders. “He was,” she says, sounding as confused as I feel. “I thought you said he was gone.” My voice is barely above a whisper. “I spaced out.” Like a magnet, my gaze is being pulled back to Thayer, and Valen is suddenly at my side. “Hmm?” I look over to see…what’s his name again? Matt. You will not fall apart at the sight of him.Ī hand on my shoulder breaks through my panic. But I shove them down, closing my eyes to gain my composure. My throat gets tight as memories of forbidden love and loss and ultimately heartache hit me all at once. But then those eyes go cold and pass over me as if he didn’t see me at all. ![]() ![]() He seems shocked at first, as if he’s seeing a ghost. I bring my thumb to my opposite hand, rubbing the faint raised scar on my wrist out of reflex. As if he can sense me looking at him, his eyes find mine through the fire. ![]()
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