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“You’re an amazing person. It might hurt now, but you’ll build yourself up and become so much stronger,” Rose encouraged with a smile and a squeeze of my arm.

I nodded. “Done it before, I can do it again.”

“Exactly!” she beamed.

My phone began to vibrate across the table, startling us both for a second. I sighed as I looked down at the caller, knowing I had to pick it up. Rose gave my arm another squeeze then disappeared, giving me a little space.

“Hi Harm,” I said with a stronger voice that I thought I had.

“Are you okay? Where are you? Kit just got a message from Op. Chel you need to go back to the club,” she said sounding frantic.

“Harm, I’m fine, okay? And I can’t go back to the club.” I ran a hand through my long brown hair, my finger catching in tangles.

“It’s not safe, Chel.” Her voice had calmed and had quickly turned from crazy to emotional.

“I’m going to be okay. I’ll find somewhere to stay, out of the way of all the drama going on. He said it himself, I’m safer if these people think we aren’t connected.” I rubbed at my temples, trying to ease the beginning of what I imagined was going to be a killer headache.

“He cares about you, Chel,” she said.

“I know he does. But you said it yourself, maybe it was time to lay it all out on the table. I laid it out—”

I heard her shuffling around. “I’m coming up there. This is bullshit.”

Back to the strong friend I loved. “Like hell you are. You’re staying right there where I know you’re safe.”

She scoffed. “Optimus apparently needs someone to kick him up the ass. I can do that now you know. Old Lady perk number one.”

I giggled. “While I would love to see that, I’m fine—honestly. I’ll figure things out.”

“I don’t believe you.”

I smiled. Harmony had always been protective of me. It’s one of the many reasons I loved her like she was my sister. After spending so much time having to stand up for myself it was nice to have someone else fight for me. “As much as I love you being all kick ass, this is my fight and if I’m going to make it through this in one piece, I need to fight it myself.”

I heard her sigh. “You’ll keep me in the loop?”

“Without you, I wouldn’t even have a loop,” I said, trying to reassure her.

“I’ll let that sappy shit pacify me for now but don’t think I’ve forgotten about this,” she grumbled and I had to laugh. “I hope Op is prepared for the phone call he’s about to get from me.”

“Biker bitch is a good look on you.”

She laughed. “Love you, Chel.”

“Love you too.”

I placed my phone back on the table, unable to take my eyes off it. I knew he wouldn’t call, or even text for that matter. It just wasn’t Op’s style. But a girl could imagine, maybe even hope.

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