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i cleaned up the trail you followed

작가: Abigail Dee
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He gave a low, rough laugh. “Do you always lie that well?”

“I run an event company for rich people,” I said. “Lying with a calm face is part of the service package.”

“You didn’t lie in Hawaii.”

“Because I was younger then and clearly sleep-deprived.”

“You were very aware.”

I stared at him sharply.

There was that one word inside my head, small and white, like the warning label on an expensive thing stupid people bought anyway.

Please, don’t take me back to that suite.

Please, don’t mention the wa
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    “He didn’t break,” I said quietly. “He just… went quiet.”Darren dragged a hand over his face. “Worse.”Kehlani gave a small nod. “Yeah.”I looked at them. “Don’t say yeah like you’re both in an indie film.”“We’re sitting on a beach finding out that our best friend’s son’s biological father, who also happens to be her former one-night disaster and her ex-fiancé’s older brother, is now her wedding client, her neighbor, and possibly her newest emotional sinkhole. This is at least A24.”“I hate you.”“Not right now. You need me.”I sat down in the sand because my body had suddenly grown tired of maintaining the aesthetic of standing. My pants were going to get dirty, but I didn’t care.Kehlani sat beside me without asking. Darren lowered himself onto my other side after making sure the sand wasn’t attacking any particularly expensive part of his pants.For a while, we just sat there.Three adults at the edge of the ocean, with a house behind us holding one chubby little boy asleep in hi

  • The Wrong Bernardi   some disasters arrive quietly

    Darren blinked.Once.Twice.His mouth fell slightly open.Kehlani went quiet too. Completely quiet. Not doctor quiet, processing bad news. Not best-friend quiet, choosing her words. Just blank at first, like her brain had hit restart and every warning light on the dashboard came on at once.The wind moved between us.Behind Darren, a seagull screamed.Excellent timing. A little excessive.Darren slowly lowered his sunglasses from his face. He took them off completely. In Darren language, that was a national emergency.“I’m sorry,” he said at last, his voice far too smooth. “I think my ears just auto-translated that into language of hell. Say it again.”“No.”Kehlani lifted one hand. “Wait.”I crossed my arms over my chest. “I said no comments until I was finished.”“You’re finished,” Kehlani said.“Thats for sure,” Darren added. “And I would now like to file a police report against that sentence structure.”Kehlani stood up from her chair. “Rhysand Bernadi.”I nodded once.“That Bern

  • The Wrong Bernardi   paranoia with good taste

    Aiden appeared on the bottom step with both hands raised. “I’m done with my bath!”Darren turned around like an awards-show host. “And the award for best-smelling child in the motorsport category goes to…”“Me!” Aiden took off running, remembered my face, and immediately slowed into a deeply suffering power walk. “I’m walking, Mami.”“Wonderful. Civilization.”Kehlani dried her hands. “You smell good.”“I don’t smell like playground anymore?”“A little.”Aiden sighed. “Playground is strong.”“Yes, cariño. Playground has emotional staying power.”He came all the way down, then looked at Darren and Kehlani with bright eyes. “Now cars.”“We’re ready,” Darren said. “I’ve prepared my soul.”“Tía Teeth too?”Kehlani nodded. “I’m ready to see the legendary vehicles.”Aiden spun toward the living room, darted forward two steps, then stopped.On the large sofa by the windows, Elma was already half-reclined, her head resting against a pillow, one hand still holding a dish towel she had probably

  • The Wrong Bernardi   laws for very loud people

    Lunch continued in a state that could still legally be classified as eating, although most of it consisted of Aiden negotiating with his chicken, Darren trying to rename every item of food, Kehlani stealing potatoes from the pollo guisado while pretending to medically assess their texture, and Elma eating with the speed of a woman who knew that if she slowed down even slightly, the chubby little boy beside her would ask for help opening his car garage.I finally cut into the lemon cake once it had cooled enough, because I was weak and because Aiden had been staring at the cooling rack like he was waiting on a pastry custody ruling.“Small slice,” I said.Aiden nodded quickly. “Small.”“Human small, not de Cruz small.”He looked at Darren, seeking legal interpretation.Darren lifted one shoulder. “I’m not arguing with the judge while the judge is holding a cake knife.”“Smart,” Kehlani said.I cut four thin slices. Aiden got the smallest piece and immediately looked like a tiny aristoc

  • The Wrong Bernardi   friendship, with archival evidence

    “I heard you.”“That was intentional.”Kehlani laughed as she washed her hands at the kitchen sink. “I missed this house.”“This house?” I grabbed a small towel. “The place where my son renames drivers, Darren insults planters, and you perform illegal dental exams in the foyer?”“Yes.” Kehlani smiled, softer this time. “This house.”I pretended to be very busy drying Aiden’s hands.It was easier than letting my face do something annoying, like soften.Darren was already sitting at the island, positioned like a talk show guest waiting for his interview to begin. The second Aiden finished washing his hands, Darren pulled him onto his lap. Aiden settled there like it was his personal throne, little legs dangling, his black bangs drying into a mess across his forehead, his face deeply satisfied now that he had a full audience.“Mami said we have to eat first,” Aiden reminded Darren, whose hand was already drifting toward a croqueta.Kehlani pointed at Aiden. “Look at that. Moral authority

  • The Wrong Bernardi   love, leverage, and french fries

    Darren took the lunch bag from Elma’s hand and kissed both her cheeks before she had a chance to escape.“Elmo.”Elma closed her eyes. “Don’t you start too.”“Darling, I respect your stage name.”“It’s workplace trauma.”From Kehlani’s arms, Aiden pointed at Elma. “Elmo complained the whole car ride.”“Because you tried to explain to Hans that the carpool line needed a pit stop,” Elma said, pulling Aiden’s little jacket out of the backpack.“Hans agreed.”“Hans did not agree. Hans said, ‘Okay, buddy,’ because he’s afraid of you.”I turned. “Who’s Hans?”“The substitute carpool driver,” Elma said. “His name is Kenneth.”I went quiet.Darren looked at Aiden with a level of pride that was genuinely disgusting. “You gave the man a new name?”Aiden nodded. “He looks like Hans.”“Based on what?”“His face.”Kehlani closed her eyes. “I can’t laugh. I’m an adult.”“You can,” Darren said. “I’ve already laughed internally hard enough to generate an invoice.”I walked over to Aiden and wiped a l

  • The Wrong Bernardi   Safe Choice

    HawaiiI knew something was going to go wrong the moment Mama started crying when she saw me coming down the stairs.Mama cried like she had just watched her baby being delivered to a royal sacrificial altar, when in reality her baby was wearing a white silk dress with a low-cut back, my great-gran

  • The Wrong Bernardi   Dawn Found Me Guilty

    Morning arrived far too politely for something that should have come in carrying a fire extinguisher.I woke before the sun was fully up, with pale light slipping through the gap in Rhysand’s suite curtains and falling over my skin like an accusation.For a few seconds, I didn’t move.There were ge

  • The Wrong Bernardi   Bad Boy Kiss Better

    He picked up his whiskey and took a small sip. It’s too easy. Too controlled. I wanted to disturb him. I wanted to make him lose his flat fucking face. I wanted something tonight to be messy, unmanaged, not wrapped in family and money and shame.“I’m not a good man, Maya,” he said quietly.“I know.

  • The Wrong Bernardi   Tequila and Bad Idea

    Late night, I’m at a beachside club with a glass of tequila in front of my face and a bartender looking at me like I’m an expensive potted plant that had suddenly started smoking.His name was probably Kai. Or Koa. Or something very Hawaiian and very undeserving of being dragged into the Bernadi fa

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