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“You’re obsessed with this.”
“I’m observant.”
“You’re invasive.”
She shrugged. “Same thing.”
My phone buzzed again before I could respond.
Mason.
Mason:
You busy?
I stared at it longer than I meantto.
Then replied:
Rowan:
Always.
That was automatic.
Safe.
But it didn’t feel honest anymore.
MASON
I sat in my car outside the gym for ten minutes before turning the engine on.
Not because I was tired.
Because I didn’t want to go home yet.
Home meant silence.
And silence meant thinking.
Thinking meant everything I was avoiding.
My phone buzzed.
Rowan.
Rowan:
Always.
I stared at it.
Then typed:
Mason:
You ever get the feeling everything is about to change but nobody says it out loud?
