Sydney “What does he show you?” Brooklyn’s voice echoed in the silence. And I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I wanted to tell her to shut up. That I thought Tyler liked me. That maybe it didn’t matter what he’d shown me because I’d never really given him the chance. That I hated telling him to stay away. That— My thoughts cracked apart. Brooklyn stepped even closer, folding her arms. “Don’t get me wrong, Sydney. Tyler’s charming.” She shrugged. “A little too much sometimes. But everybody knows a different version of him.” I watched her expression soften. “This version…” her voice dropped. “…is apparently willing to throw away a lifelong friendship for whatever’s going on with him.” My frown deepened. “What are you talking about?” Her eyes held mine, calm as ever. “He told me to stay away from you. And apparently…” her smile flickered. “from him too.” My heart dropped. But before I could even process it, she’d already turned back to the stove.
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