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I frowned.
Mason:
About what?
Pause.
Longer than usual.
Rowan:
You.
That made me stop breathing for half a second.
Not because it was dramatic.
Because it was real.
ROWAN
That was the part I didn’t like saying out loud.
Even in text.
Even to him.
Because once I wrote it, it became something.
Mia glanced at my screen.
“Yep,” she said. “That’s exactly what I meant.”
“Don’t say it like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like it was predictable.”
“It was predictable,” she said.
I didn’t argue.
Because I was starting to see it too.
My phone buzzed again.
Mason.
Mason:
Don’t answer them.
I stared at that.
Then:
Rowan:
