WILLOW'S POVHonestly, I don't know why Kim said that to Ian. The whole thing came out of nowhere, and now we were back in her room together, the door closed, the noise of the house fading into the background. She still hadn't told me why she snapped at him like that. I wanted to ask, but one look at her face told me she was angry in a deep, quiet way. The kind that meant she was holding too much inside.She sat on the edge of her bed, staring at the wall, as it had personally wronged her. Her shoulders were tense, her jaw clenched, and her hands were folded tightly in her lap. Kim was never this quiet. She was always dramatic, always talking, always rolling her eyes at something. Seeing her like this made my chest feel tight.I stood there for a moment, unsure, then sighed. I couldn't just watch her shut down. "What's the matter?" I asked softly. That was all it took.She broke down instantly. Tears spilt from her eyes like she'd been waiting for someone to ask. She turned her face a
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