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I raised my arms at my sides. “Where else would Mia be?” It wasn’t supposed to come off arrogant, but Mia and I belonged together. I didn’t understand why the entire world couldn’t see and accept it already. I wanted my scream to shake this earth, shouting that love had and would always win. That nothing could tear us apart. If Scott had returned to rip her away, it would be the last mistake he’d ever make.
“Forget it, you’re right.”
“What are you doing here, Scott?”
“I went back to Bruce’s, and she wasn’t there. I had to make sure she was okay. When I didn’t see Mia sitting next to you, I thought … Actually, I didn’t know what I thought. Maybe she’d chosen me. That maybe I was wrong in letting her go. It was fucked up the way I left her. I don’t know, I just wanted to see her one last time and to tell you—”
“I’ll never trust you,” I quickly said.
Travis’s car pulled up at the end of the alley, and a few honks bounced off the narrow walls.
Glancing back, Scott climbed to his feet, his clothes heavy and soaked. “I thought you should know, I’m breaking Tommy out,” he a
“It still doesn’t change anything.”
Scott laughed, pressing his hand against his bruised face. “I wasn’t expecting it would.”
Besides, it had.
As I walked back to the car, with Ethan Scott behind me, a burden I hadn’t known was there, lifted. No longer did I want to kill him, knowing he’d take care of the last thing weighing me down since Zeke had died, and I dragged in a long breath as the rain slammed against my cheeks.