HUNTER."Took you long enough," I retorted, irritation spiked in my words as I flicked off the cigarette, tossing it to the floor and stomping on it continuously."It’s not my fault you decide to play house and grovel for your daddy’s love," Atlas, my best friend of twenty-one years, quipped, his words laced with sarcasm as I tossed the keys towards him with a grunt."I don't need his love or approval or anything," I mumbled, yanking out my bag from the car and slouching it over my shoulder. For a moment, Atlas said nothing, just allowed himself to drag out a long look as his eyes trailed over me from my hair to my feet and then gave a snort."Seriously, why are you here? I get it, he left you and your mum, you ended up growing without him, but come on—you are fucking well off with or without him. You've got your own car. Your house... you top the underground wrestling rings every bloody time. Why would you want to stay here? In some elite neighborhood and stay stuck with your golden
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