ASHLEY“Your sister…” I spoke after a long moment of silence. “How… how is she now?”Garrett exhaled slowly and leaned back against the couch, his gaze dropping to the glass in his hand.“She’s good,” he said. “She… she went to therapy, and it really helped. We’ve never really talked about the past.”Something tightened inside my chest.I couldn't stop imagining a younger girl lying on the floor, covered in blood, while Garrett found her like that. The thought alone made my stomach twist.“I really hope she’s okay,” I whispered.“I hope so too.”I nodded, but the movement felt almost mechanical. My mind was still stuck on everything he'd told me.Four years.Four years with Jordan, and somehow there were still pieces of his life I knew nothing about. I had always thought I knew him—his habits, his temper, the things that made him laugh, the things that made him angry.But this?This was an entire part of him I'd never even known existed.“Judging by your reaction, I can tell he never
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