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It was as if his last brain cell died along with his best friend’s confession. “... I don’t even know what to say,” Odell whispered, staring into nothing. “Well, you can start with why,” Logan offered casually. “Sure, yeah.” Odell faked a nonchalant shrug while internally speculating how on GOD’S GREEN EARTH Logan can be so chill about this matter. “Are you a fucking lunatic????” Logan widened his eyes towards him in shock. Odell hit him on the arm with all his might. “Naia?! Seriously?!”

“I–” “Oh, or am I even qualified to talk about forgiveness?” I cut in. “After you came back from studying abroad, you were never short on women. Compared to them, an ex like me isn’t worth mentioning. In your eyes, I probably don’t even count as a person; I’m just a backup you can keep around for life.” Finn denied it over and over again. “No. That’s not what I think. I just didn’t realize… that I still love you.”

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"You're going to shoot me?" Finn's face looks devilish as he delivers the punch line. "Yeah, full of my cum," and then he does that one eyebrow lift thing men do. My uncontrolled laughter has me choking again and he pounds on my back as I reach for a drink. "That is the cheesiest thing you have ever said. I hope you've never used that line on a girl." "Oh come on, it wasn't so bad." He emphasizes the word come and then laughs with me.

Silence. I moved to stand in front of him, but he refused to meet my gaze, “I know I’m not a good person, Erin. Nash and I…” he let out a humorless chuckle, eyes still staring up at the black blanket above us. “We’re impulsive. We feel too much or nothing at all. There is no in between, and I know that’s a lot. So,” another lengthy pause before he let out a soft sigh, “I’ll understand if you’re not interested in pursuing this any further.” “I never thought I’d say these words,” I shook my head, reaching up to grab Finn’s face in my hands. Slowly, those shimmering green eyes locked with mine, and I could see the fear in them. “Finnick Gray, you’re an idiot.”

Plus, Aelia said she would show me up since I was so quick to say I was stronger than her. She leaned back, stretching and closed her eyes. “It’s such a nice day out. Why can’t it always be like this?” “We would take it for granted if it happened every day.” Finn answered her over the flames he was stoking. I chuckled as she growled. “Finn, you suck. No one actually believes that shit.” “You don’t believe it?” I asked her, curious.

I knew he wouldn't last long without making some comment. “You know this is a shame, right?” he began, a sarcastic smile on his lips. I didn't respond immediately. Instead, I turned my face, looking at him. He was relaxed, as if this was just a game for him. “And what exactly is a shame, Finn?” I asked finally, my voice calm. "You. A man like you, with everything you got—money, power, influence—sleeping on the couch like a teenager punished by his parents. Don’t you think that’s a little… pathetic?”

“What about you, Finnick? What do you think?” Finnick considered the idea. I could practically see the gears within his mind turning as he searched his brain for an answer. He set his crane down on the table and then faced me directly. “I would believe her,” he said thoughtfully. “You would?” I asked. Finnick nodded. “Dominic told me once that it’s important to believe the people you trust and cherish no matter what.” “That’s wise advice,” I agreed, and then I leaned over and kissed Finnick’s head. “You’re such a kind soul, Finnick.”

"So, my brother..." "Your system has zero requirement for anxiety. My entity has executed a full tactical retreat. My processor maintains absolute clarity that I do not constitute the correct male for his life." Finn let out a harsh, self-deprecating scoff. "Not that his soft-strength wolf possesses an actual comprehension of the authentic entity surviving beneath my skin, anyway."

Soon, he was driving down the road while I stared at the buildings along the road. “You can scream all you want about how you hate me, but your phone says otherwise.” He said after a while, making me dig my teeth into my lips in anger. He was back to the photos. “I already told you, quit trying to make a mountain out of a molehill here.” I huffed, folding my arms on my chest. “Old photos are like old receipts, you keep them by accident.” I reeled. Finn laughed, making my stomach churn with anger, “You used to say I was unforgettable. Still true, huh?”