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“It’s not okay. No one should be able to take advantage of you like that.”

Now, I was totally lost. Having no idea what she was talking about, I simply nodded. She looked like she had more to say, so I waited patiently.

“They told me I could go anywhere I wanted. I’m not going to leave you with these people to fend for yourself, that’s not even an option. I don’t want to leave you at all, but there’s no way I can be around that disgusting pig any longer. I don’t even want to look at him, Nova.”

Okay, so some of this was stemming from Callum.

And now that I really looked at her, she did seem different. Tired, worried. Wasn’t that natural, though? We all handled are tragedies the only way we knew how. She’d had her whole world flipped upside and torn apart, I had no idea what was going on within her head.

I remained statue still, whereas I usually would have offered my shoulder to cry on, I knew that wasn’t what she needed right now. I worried if I said the wrong thing she would shatter.

“Emmy, I’m wounded.” Callum walked into the room with his natural swagger reminding me of Rhys, a cocky grin on his face.

“Why do you keep following me like some pathetic puppy?” Emery snapped at him, more venom in her tone than I’d ever heard come from her our entire friendship.

I almost pointed out that guys like Callum enjoyed a chase.

It was blindingly apparent to see, and this was coming from me, a girl who had less to no experience with men. Again, though, this was her personal life. I’d only get involved if she wanted me to. So, I sat there awkwardly and watched the train crash.

“You’re right, Em. I just can’t get enough of you. That’s why I’ve just decided you’ll be staying for good. In my bed.”

If looks could kill, he’d have been twelve feet under.

“Sadly, you don’t get to decide.”

He stalked towards her chair, leaning low to whisper something in her ear. Whatever he said earned him a slap across the face. The sound seemed to echo twice as loud in the massive room.

I pretended not to have seen it, focusing on a new set of meat and cheese. When I dared glance up again, Emery’s chair was empty and Callum was staring at me.

His silent stare asked a dozen different questions. Of course, I wanted to flay his goddamn balls and demand a full exposition on what the hell was going on between them, but when Emery wanted to discuss it with me, she would. I’d gone through this with her before, minus the violence. Once she came to me and spilled the tea, then I would kick his ass all over the house.

“Not my monkey, not my circus,” I finally said as way of explanation.

“If only I had seen you first,” he sighed dramatically. A boyish smile splashed across his face. Damn, he was a cutie. The hotter the more psychotic, though.

“Don’t let Rhys hear you say that,” Evie said, walking in the room with Angel and Tripp.

“He already did,” Rhys, replied, coming from the opposite direction. This house was way too big.

“Were you all just eavesdropping?”

“Duh,” Angel scoffed. “In case you needed reinforcements.”

“For?” I questioned, more than a little confused.

“You’re not the only who has problems,” Evie replied, a hint of disdain swarming her tone, no longer directed at me.

“We’ve gotta go,” Rhys spoke before anyone else could. I got the feeling he’d just given a gag order, without needing to actually say he was giving a gag order.

“Will you be okay here?” he asked, coming to crouch beside my chair.

“I’m not going to run away,” I snipped, causing the room to laugh.

“I know,” he replied with all his usual cockiness.

“We’ll be waiting in the car,” Angel announced loudly, rallying everyone out of the room.

On her way past us, Evie gave me a smile that said, let’s be friends.

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