Tessy’s POV“Tristan.” His name scraped out of my throat. His eyes slid past me to Ryder, and I felt it, the way the air in the doorway changed. “He’s leaving,” I added, and hated how guilty it sounded.Ryder didn’t say a word. He kept his eyes on the floor and walked past Tristan, close enough that their shoulders nearly touched. The door clicked shut. Tristan pushed it the rest of the way with two fingers, and the lock turned over in the silence.My heart hammered against my ribs. My lips still burned. I just cheated on him. I pressed them together, as if he could read it there.“I got you medicine.” He held out a plastic bag, and the paper rustled in the quiet. “Sorry I didn’t text back. My phone died, and the signal was terrible with the storm.”More medicine. There were already three boxes of it on my dining table, and a half-eaten bowl of porridge beside them. I took the bag with both hands so he wouldn’t see them shaking. “Thank you.”“You look flushed.”“It’s the fever.” The l
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