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BRANDON

Cassius returns from the counter with two cups of Americano. We’re now sitting downstairs in the hospital’s coffee shop. He sits across from me and gives me the other cup. I grip the hot ceramic, not minding how it hurts my fingers. I wonder what’s wrong with me suddenly. The way Oliver called Alayna’s name and relaxed in her presence bothers me. It’s not jealousy. I refuse to entertain that feeling; it’s something else... It’s not the right time to be even thinking about that. But I witnessed his pain or heard it.

“Not her. No, no, no, don’t, please. Don’t. Alayna!”

What was he begging for?

“Tell me. What are you thinking?” Cassius asks.

“Nothing.” My answer is quicker than the speed of light.

“I guess this is where both of us have to stand back. For Ollie.”

I frown. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, you don’t know.”

“What do I not know?” It isn’t a question but an irony. I grit my teeth and drink my coffee. Its bitterness blends with my confusion. “Of course I know it,” I say. I felt
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