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“As in, if I make peace with them—”

A shadow flickered on the edge of my vision. I turned and Summer was right there, peering in the window.

“—shit! I gotta go.”

Summer smiled sweetly as I hung up the phone, her eyes glittering periwinkle.

My stomach sank. Earlier, I could have sworn her eyes had been back to Real-Summer’s— the vivid blue of the ocean.

I couldn’t confirm it yet, but I knew it in my gut:

My amendments were fading.

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Noah

Ipulled my Audi into the driveway at nine o’clock on the dot.

Surely, I’d been sexiled from my own house long enough. I’d given Sam and his—his newgirlenough time to have their romantic dinner, watch a movie or something, and do… I dunno, whatever.

I parked the car in the garage with equal space on either side—didn’t want a chance anything could scrape my doors—grabbed my backpack, and headed toward the door.

Get on the apps or something,my coworker, Lydia told me at her house a few minutes ago.

She loved to spring that on me all the time, especially when we were in the middle of playing video games. And every time, I explained to her that I did not want anyone in my life romantically, let alone need anyone.

It distracted me. It made me lose my focus.

That was something I was sure of. I didn’t have time to fix someone’s problems. Things were easier when everything in my life was neat. Tidy. Controlled.

But every time I got on my high-horse about it, Lydia’sperfectgirlfriend, Quinn, would show up and the two would act sickeningly sweet, throwing my words in my face.

It’s possible to find someone who fits you,my brain would whisper.You’re just not trying hard enough.

I reached for the knob. I didn’t need anyone.

But it would be nice.

I turned the knob and pushed the door open. I didn’t have time to date, to waste a stranger’s time when I knew there was work to be done.

You’re working your life away.

I stepped into the kitchen.

No music.

The silence sounded weird.

I took off my shoes and stacked them neatly on the rack. If I got dirt on anything, I’d just have to clean it up later…

A female giggle sounded in the darkness.

Oh no.

They must have not heard me come in. Sam and what’s-her-face—fine,Grace—were somewhere in the darkness of the living room, playing find the sausage. Oh God, this was so awkward…

I just wanted to get to my room and shut out the world. Jesus, this was the last thing I wanted to deal with…

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