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CHAPTER 72 ~ SARCASM IN HIS WORDS ASHLEY The sudden rise in his voice leaves me both confused and surprised. His voice rose that much just from mentioning Jeremías' name? Has it gotten that bad?Caleb leaps closer to me, his earlier expression shifting to that of a wounded kitten. “I didn't mean to say it like that,” he says, his voice now calm. But you can't go. You absolutely cannot go.”“Why?”“Because… if you go, I'll be alone. Aunty is also going to his game and my dad is not around. I'm alone already, Ash.”I bend to grab my jeans jacket and purse from the bottom of the bed. Then, I slip it on over my dark blue, slim sleeves crop top and hang my purse on my shoulder.“I'm sorry, Caleb. But I want to go. I'm bored staying at home all the time. And I already promised Jeremías that I'll be there. Besides, you can come with me.”He scoffs lightly. “You still talk with Jeremías? Even after the torture he put me through yesterday?”I glance down at his legs. The swell is reducing. A
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ASHLEY I sit in the top six rows, watching Jeremías, smiling freely. The gymnasium is a chaos of squeaking sneakers and the roaring of the crowd. My heart thumps against my chest as I watch the game. There are fifteen minutes left until the game ends and Jeremías’ team—the Hoots—are winning against the opponent team with a 12-9 lead.I watched as Jeremías had arched the ball perfectly through the net from behind the basket, earning three points for his team. André is also as swift and perfect as Jeremías during gameplay. He had perfectly put the ball through the net three times, scoring two points each for the team. My voice is already hoarse from cheering for both Jeremías and André, my hands clasped tightly together. It's an extremely difficult match; each time struggling desperately to score through the net before the time runs out. Now, with only five minutes left, the game tightens. The opposite team makes a shot, bringing the score to 12-11. The atmosphere in the room is
90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed SARCASM IN HIS WORDS
ASHLEY The sudden rise in his voice leaves me both confused and surprised. His voice rose that much just from mentioning Jeremías' name? Has it gotten that bad? Caleb leaps closer to me, his earlier expression shifting to that of a wounded kitten. “I didn't mean to say it like that,” he says, his voice now calm. But you can't go. You absolutely cannot go.” “Why?” “Because… if you go, I'll be alone. Aunty is also going to his game and my dad is not around. I'm alone already, Ash.” I bend to grab my jeans jacket and purse from the bottom of the bed. Then, I slip it on over my dark blue, slim sleeves crop top and hang my purse on my shoulder. “I'm sorry, Caleb. But I want to go. I'm bored staying at home all the time. And I already promised Jeremías that I'll be there. Besides, you can come with me.” He scoffs lightly. “You still talk with Jeremías? Even after the torture he put me through yesterday?” I glance down at his legs. The swell is reducing. Also, I still can't question
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ASHLEY “Go on,” I say. I narrow my eyes at Tessa, watching the way her eyes are filled with unshed tears. I don't know why she even wants to talk to me. For all I know she hasn't been a fan of me since I arrived here. “It's about Caleb,” she mutters, her voice barely rising above the birds’ chirping. “Please, I want you to speak with him for me.” I arch a brow, crossing my arms over my chest. “Why?” I don't recall when I became her friend or a personal messenger. She sniffs, her fingers gripping the handle of her bag so hard I'm surprised it hasn't snapped right off. She lowers her head. “He's not receiving my calls again. He told me not to text him or visit him. He's completely ignoring me. And even if I'm here, I can't go in to see him, because he might ignore me forever for not listening to him.” Wow. Caleb told her that. It's understandable since they've broken up already. But was he that vexed about the accident that he's blocking her from seeing him at all? I don't k
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ASHLEY I don't know how long I've been standing outside here, but my legs are starting to give in. It's been like forever since I came out here. My legs are aching and I'm not even sure if Jeremías is gonna come out again. He might have slept off while waiting for his family to leave the dining table. I sigh, pressing my back against the cool brick wall of the house. I know better. He had used his game as an excuse to leave the table and he wasn't going to come back down until everyone had left the dining room. I figured he would not spend the night here either. Even if it's late, he will still leave for his house. He isn't the type to linger around, especially with the tension in the house—which was thick enough to suffocate on—and his big game tomorrow. And I need to see him before he leaves. Dinner was a disaster. While Mr Edward had I finished our meal in the uncomfortable silence, Caleb and Mrs Isabelle had abandoned their food halfway through. After the meal, Mr Edwa
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JEREMÍAS I stand there, motionless, letting her hug me. I can't raise my arms to return the gesture. My hands are still locked together in that vibrating grip. If I let go, I know the tremors will return. It stopped over seven months ago. I had taken prescriptions to stop the tremor and it had worked. But after hearing what Caleb had said so casually, without remorse, it flared up again. It is nothing I can control, even if I try. I stare blankly at Caleb's room door, remembering the look on Ashley's face. Her delicate features were laced with shock. Shock that I could be that cruel, and maybe to my own brother. Now, I was probably just a monster to her. I lean into my mom's hug, exhaling sharply. I remember when I had told my mom to stop hugging me and that it was cringe. Now, I really need it and I'm glad she hadn't listened to me. With her, I can be calm. I force my breathing to slow down, so my mom doesn't feel my heart pounding in my chest. Caleb's room door sudden
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ASHLEY Ohhh. So, he's the distant first Cruz brother in the family. Caleb never really talked about him, but whenever his mum suggested he was going to visit his brother in Spain, he would refuse, saying that he likes how they barely know each other. “Your name.” “Huh?” “What's the name, los
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ASHLEY I swallow hard, my cheeks flushing red. My hands are resting on Caleb's warm chest muscle. “Yes. Definitely you and I,” he says, his smile sheepish. “If you want, it can happen now. I can quickly call up Josh for you while I have my share of fun with Mirabel. My face quickly stiffens an
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ASHLEY The paintbrush slips from my hand, hitting the floor and splattering paint across the polished floor. I jerk my head around to face her. My mum and my dad are standing a few metres away from me, staring and smiling. I know that expression all too well. It is the same ‘smiling with just
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ASHLEY “Boring right?” A young out-of-shape man says, leaning into my space. He holds up a bottle with the name “VODKA” boldly written on it, a greasy smile plastered on his face. “How about we go over to my place and I show you what real fun looks like?” “Fuck off, sicko,” I snap, the irritati
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