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His face morphs into something hard and vicious. His voice rises steadily. "I see Connor's dead eyes staring at me. I try so fucking hard to bring him back. And every. Fucking. Night. He dies. Tell me, can they delete that memory? Pull it out of my head?"

I shouldn't find his immaturity as endearing as I do, but I can't help myself.

"Ugh, I want to shove a porcupine up his arsehole right now." She arches a brow. "Will Nelson has a pet porcupine. I bet he'd let me borrow him for a while."

Her soft fingertips drift along my jaw before her lips tentatively brush mine again. I cup her face, swiping the tears from her cheek as I press my mouth harder over hers.

"You should leave, poss. I destroy everything I touch. My dad always said the devil wouldn't even want me. That I was a worthless shit."

And then, I wonder what that must have done to Brandon because, unlike me, he doesn't have to wonder what it was like. He doesn't have the luxury of protecting himself from the grim details because he lived that.

So this is supposed to be a sad one?
Nice. I want to be heartbroken haha!