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206 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 30, 2012
He didn’t plan to sing, but as he played, the words poured through him and he couldn’t stop. This was what he wanted, he wanted her to know. He wanted her to believe him. Trystan forced himself to look her in the eye as he sang and felt the bottom of his stomach lurch into a free-fall that didn’t seem to end. Mari’s big brown eyes locked with his as he sang. She breathed slowly, her slender fingers still pressed to her lips.
It was like part of him died. Trystan didn’t think a single girl could have such control over him, but if he couldn’t have Mari, he didn’t want anyone.
It’s okay, Dad. There’s no need to pretend anymore.”
His father look genuinely confused, “Pretend what?”
Trystan was so disgusted that he couldn’t even say it. Pretend you care about me—pretend you love me. Instead, he closed his eyes and shook his head. Trystan turned on his heel and left without another word.
His hands slipped around my waist and he pulled me to him.
Looking down at me, he said, “The girl who inspired that song, the girl who stole my heart—she’s standing right in front of me.