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home.”
He turned around and left me right where I was.
Rooted to the place.
Standing on legs that I didn’t trust without the support of his arms. My
heart beating ruthlessly against my chest. Feeling the cold seep through my
blood in his sudden absence and my head questioning everything that had
happened tonight regardless of how much I reminded myself that it meant
nothing.
Nothing at all.
We had never been friends.
We were back to being the same Aaron and Lina we had always been,
and that was something that would never change.