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We clearly have different definitions of the word.”
“Sloane, wait… I…”
“You don’t get to speak to me. Not now, not ever.”
He blinked. “You had your chance, Ryan.
You had me. Before the skyline, before the stories, before the rushed proposal… And you let go the second it didn’t look easy for you.”
I held his gaze, just long enough to make it sting. Then I ended the call.
Blocked. Deleted. Gone.
Jules came over that night with Thai food and zero judgment. She didn’t ask questions. She just kicked off her shoes, handed me a container of spring rolls, and flopped onto the couch like she’d lived there in another life.
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