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Chapter 53

Author: Inked Angel
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Because I was in love with you...

The numbness shattered, replaced by a disbelieving confusion. "What? That’s not… you’re lying." He had to. He never looked at me. Not once. And he had a new girl on his arm every single week.

He ran a hand through his hair. "It’s not a lie, Kasey."

"Then when?" My voice was small. "When could that possibly have happened?"

He was quiet for a long moment, watching a lone duck paddle across the pond. "It was just before my eighteenth. Maeve's birthday party. The one at the lakehouse."

I racked my brain. Four years was a lifetime ago. I remembered the party—a bonfire, music, our crowd of friends. I’d spent most of the night stealing glances at him, my heart doing a pathetic little flutter every time he looked at me. But nothing else.

"I don’t remember anything special happening,"

"You wouldn’t," he said, a sad, almost shy smile touching his lips. It was an expression I’d never seen on him before.

"You’d had a few of those shitty wine coolers you l
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