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Chapter 113

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Amaya’s POV

Cyrus stared at me for a long time like his brain had short-circuited.

“That’s… that’s not right,” he began stuttering. “Everyone knows he always had a thing for you since we were teens. He… he looks at you like…”

He wasn’t wrong. Even I once thought that.

Ryder had always been clingy towards me when we were still young, that many thought we would be mates. Even now, he was still clingy — except that’s his way of showing affection for those he cares about. And yeah, also getting under Cyrus’s skin.

“We’re just friends,” I said honestly. “Siblings, even. But definitely not romantically involved.”

“You two are literally married.”

“Oh.”

He sighed. “Honestly, I’m not going back and forth with you on this. You don’t have to lie to make me feel better — it does the opposite. I know Ryder isn’t attracted to men and…”

“Cyrus… Ryder and I aren’t actually married,” I said slowly, watching as his eyes widened. “We are… kind of. But it’s all an act. We planned to divo
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