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“I understand that, Jaci.”

“Then stop talking.”

Cullen grips the wheel tighter and drives faster.

He’s pissed.

At me. At the situation.

I don’t care.

I have to see Faye.

Soon enough, we’re back in my old neighborhood.

It doesn’t feel like home at all.

It feels desolate. Scary. Gross.

This is who I used to be.

That’s when I tell myself I know why I’m here again.

I’m going to say goodbye for good this time.

Ireach for Cullen’s hand and take it.

“Don’t follow me,” I say.

“Are you fucking insane?”

“It’s Faye’s house,” I say.

I climb out of the SUV.

Cullen doesn’t follow me.

Archer climbs out of his SUV though.

Knife in hand, ready to go.

“Stop,” I call out to Archer.

“Not a fucking chance,” Archer calls back to me.

Cullen is now out of his SUV and going after Archer.

The two face-off on the sidewalk.

Two rich mafiaHeirs.

Ready to kill each other again because of me.

Sometimes that feels hot and sometimes that feels confusing.

I hurry toward the porch and feel sick when I see the house.

It’s worse than ever.