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“Yours and Cerys's detective skills are impressive.” Bubbles fizz to the neck of the bottle as I unscrew the lid on the lime-flavoured water.

“As is your sarcasm. Tell me—is this moody, unhappy guy because of a girl?”

Ignoring her, I switch on the TV, drowning her out with a local soap opera. Why do I refuse to talk to anybody about this – Avery, Hannah, anything in my life? I'm used to doling out the advice and being on hand to listen to others, but if anybody tries to get into my psyche, I shut down.

“Is this all because of Hannah?”

I stiffen. “Who?”

“Hannah Evans. The girl who moved to Australia.”

“Why the hell would this be about her?”

“A couple of years ago, you started going to Australia and then you suddenly stopped. No girlfriends for two years then this chick—”

“Avery.” I look back at her from the TV. “How did you know when I was going to Australia?”

“Bryn, I'm your nosey little sister.”

“Stalker.”

“Sister. I notice these things. Plus, Mum told me a couple of times.”

“Mum? What the hell?” Yeah, the media radar never picked up my overseas trips but, of course, Mum would.

She ignores me. “So, what happened?”

“I made a mistake.”

“With Hannah? Or Avery?”

“Leave it, Tegan!”

“Let me think about that.” She taps the bottle with her fingernails. “Nope. Tell me.”

“Jesus! Haven't you somewhere to go? Not seeing Jax tonight?”

“Not until you tell me why you're this unhappy. When I arrived at the beginning of the tour, I thought you were in a bad mood with me but it's more than that. I know you. I see behind your mask even if nobody else does.”

Draining the bottle, I pointedly set it on the table. “I'm okay.”

“No, you're not. You're hurting.”

“For fuck's sake! Tegan!”

I stand and she stands too. “Are you with Hannah? Or were you?”

I drag a hand through my curls. “You're like a dog with a bloody bone!”

“Subtlety has never been my strong point.” We glower at each other. “Excuse me, Bryn, but you have spent too much time trying to interfere in my life the last couple of months, using the excuse you were helping me. Now I'm returning the favour.”

She crosses her arms. My 'favour' pissed Tegan off, but she understood where my overprotectiveness came from. From that, I understand why she's reciprocating.

“Fine. Yes, I was with Hannah for a while and now I'm not.”

“And Avery?”

“Same.”

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