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384 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 18, 2017
But there was always the chance that what she had to say would break things even more. All that thinking about rebuilding. And now here she was. But then, it was entirely possible that this was new construction. That the old building, the one that housed their friendship, was condemned. Had nothing to do with what they had now. What they would have in the future. Suddenly, it all seemed black, blank. She couldn’t see back; she couldn’t see forward. She was far too different from whom she’d been. And so was he. Well, no. He wasn’t different. That was the problem.

That whole thing with Rebecca and Finn—as much nothing as it was—was suddenly at the forefront of her mind. But, more than that was the discussion they’d had after. When Rebecca had grilled her on whether or not she and Finn were just friends and Lane had insisted they were. It made her feel horrifically transparent, and also a little bit like a liar. Even though at the time, even under cruel and unusual forms of torture, she would have sworn that she and Finn were only friends. She hadn’t meant to lie to Rebecca. She really hadn’t. Or maybe she had. Because she had certainly been lying to herself. So all the lies were certainly born of self-protection. And were maybe not entirely unintentional as far as her subconscious went.




"When I said yes, it's because I wanted you. Really. It wasn't because I wanted your help, it wasn't because I wanted your milk in my store--which right about now sounds like an inescapable euphemism."
"That's disgusting," he said.
"Yeah, you knew what you were getting into." She tried to keep her tone light, but she felt like she couldn't breathe.