Mindy turned on him slowly, her posture stiffening as she kept her voice low, trembling with a fierce, controlled anger so her family wouldn't hear from the kitchen."She likes you because she doesn't know the real you, Denver," Mindy whispered harshly, her eyes flashing. "I covered for you when we split. I never told my parents how you spent three years making me feel like I was crazy, how you belittled me, every single promotion I went after, or how you turned everything around to make yourself the victim whenever I stood up for myself. If my dad knew how you treated me behind closed doors, he'd throw you off that porch himself."Instead of getting defensive or raising his voice, Denver simply leaned his head back against the wooden frame, looking down at her with a calm, familiar expression. He didn't flinch. He had seen Mindy’s tempers a hundred times over the years; he knew every subtle shift in her voice, every fold of her brow."I deserved that," Denver said softl
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