_ Quinn's POV I snapped at him, glancing around to be sure none of the maids were close by. "Yes, I am." Austin scoffed, letting go and stepping back. "Do you think Harper is so easily fooled?" I sighed. "That's why I needed to act drunk." Austin shook his head, amused. "Good girl." He sat beside me and opened another bottle. He took a small drink before setting it down. For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then I took a breath. "We should end this already." Austin's smile faded. "Of course." He looked at me. "We agreed we'd end it after prom." "No." I shook my head. "I mean now." He grabbed my hand so suddenly that it hurt. I writhed and watched his brows pull together, looking upset. "Because of Harper?" I shook my head again, avoiding his gaze. "No." "Then why?" he asked, sounding nervous. I stared at him, looking away the next second. I definitely can't tell him that it's because I have gotten more greedy. I wished I could
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