IT STARTED WITH A LIE AND ENDED WITH US.
Loving him wasn’t a must, but once it began, there was no endpoint.
A soft smile tugged at my lips, quiet and almost unnoticeable. I didn’t understand everything, but I knew this much: I had him, at least this moment, this tiny piece of his attention.
“Is… is he sleeping?” Monica whispered.
Justin let out a soft hum in response.
“I’ll have to stop talking,” he said gently, ignoring what Monica might think. “Brian is sleeping, and he hasn’t had proper rest lately.”
I felt a blush rise to my cheeks, shy even though I was “fake sleeping.” I didn’t know how I would have reacted had I been truly awake.
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