Page 227 of Filthy Lies


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Though he frowned in concern because I was confirming that life was a touchbitterat the moment, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a Jolly Rancher. After he passed it to me, he pressed a kiss to my temple and soothed, “She’ll forgive you.”

The question was, did I deserve to be forgiven?Thatwas the source of my unease.

While I gave him another nod, I didn’t say anything other than, “Thank you.”

Deep in Conor’s core was a streak of kindness that, I believed, was inherent in most things family-related. For some reason, he’d brought me into that fold and that was why, though I’d committed unforgivable acts against the O’Donnellys, he didn’t hold it against me.

As for Savannah, she wasn’t kind.

She was a bitch.

I loved her, but still, I knew what she was.

Just like she knew what I was—an asshole.

Out of nowhere, the theme tune fromThe Good, The Bad, and The Uglysounded, and I grumbled, “Fuck off, Cin.”

Her cackle was the last I heard of her as I unwrapped the candy and popped it between my lips.

With watermelon taking over the bitter tang on my tongue, I strolled over to the woman who was practically my sister and braced myself for the fallout of beingme.

Her chin tipped up. “Months’ worth of messages, Star Sullivan. All unanswered. Each ignored.”

I stared at her. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry,” she scoffed. “Is this like the time you were sorry when you accidentally squirted Elmer’s glue in my face? Or the time when you kissed Jonny Macho on my bed on the tour bus? Or when you ran awaywithout me?”

My nose crinkled at the overload of memories. “Thank fuck my taste in men has improved since then.”

“He was gross,” she agreed. “I think you only kissed him to piss Gerry off.”

“Probably. He hated him. He’s in jail now, isn’t he?”

“Kissing sixteen-year-olds on their father’s tour buses? Yeah. He’s in jail, Star.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re lucky I found you before anything could happen.”

“I didn’t particularly care if it did at that point.”

Her brow furrowed. “Don’t make me feel bad for you. Not yet. I’ve earned this anger, Star.”

“I’m not saying that you haven’t. Just telling you the truth. You know I wasn’t in a good place back then. Hence the running away.”

Dad had been at the end of his tether by then, which had led to me being indoctrinated into a boarding school in goddamn Switzerland.

I knew he’d meant well. I fully accepted I’d derailed. But shoving me on another continent, away from everyone I loved, had only made getting expelled ten times more satisfying.

Jesus, I’d been such a cunt. It was no wonder Lorelei, Savannah’s Mom, had issues with me.

She bit her lip. “Well? Which is it?”

“An apology on par with the Elmer’s glue incident.”

“You didn’t mean it that time.”

“I did,” I argued hotly. “I meant to get you in the face, but I didn’t mean for it to go in your eye.”

“Gee, thanks.” She growled under her breath. “You’re such a nightmare.”

“Like you can talk.” I scowled at the sleek pantsuit she wore. “What is it with you women anyway? It’s a family dinner and you’re dressed for the Oscars.”

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