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I'm not worried, just surprised to see us passing through a different route.
"Home," Liam answers curtly, and I hold my tongue. "What were you expecting? That I'm kidnapping you?"
"It would be your loss, because I'm as broke as a pauper." I smile at the scenario of me being kidnapped for money.
Laughing, Liam remarks, "You really have trust issues, don't you?" I go silent, utterly silent, and so does my subconscious who loves yapping. "I apologize if—“
"There's nothing bad in mistrusting," I utter, interrupting him. "What's the point of trusting if the probability of it being a lie is higher? It's like believing you're happy when you're not."
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