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Then, he just slowly shakes his head.

My eyebrows furrow in confusion. What is he saying no about?

“Wha-”

I stopped.

Something about him felt wrong.

Not wrong.

But, different.

I stared at the mask.

I looked back toward the carnival lights behind him.

Wait.

Fuck.

Fuck.

There were two.

Two.

Two of the same masks.

I swallowed.

“You weren’t chasing her.”

He didn’t move.

“You were looking for me.”

A slow nod.

My stomach dropped.

I stared at him.

My eyes widened.

I laughed once.

A small, embarrassed sound.

“Oh.”

He tilted his head again.

“Oh, my God.”

I covered my face.

I looked like a crazy ass person.