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Star:I think it is.

Conor:How do you feel about it?

Star:I don’t loathe it.

Conor:Lol. Good?

Star:Do I have to develop a name for you? Connywon?

Conor:LMAO. Um. NOoooPpe. *pukes*

Star::P

Conor:You could, you know, call me babe back. Or sweetheart.

Star:We’ll see.

**Five minutes later**

Conor:Star, I’m sorry you had to go through that shit. I’m sorry he let you down.

Star:People let you down, Conor. That’s what they do. I learned from the best.

Conor:Not all people. I won’t let you down.

Star:You know what’s crazy?

Conor:What?

Star:I actually believe you.

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CONOR

STRANGE - THE FEELING

I didn’t knowwhy but I left Aoife and Finn’s place with a heavy heart.

While I was filled with purpose and that should have brought some comfort, I mostly felt burdened by something intangible that I couldn’t evade—a belief that that might be the last time I’d be leaving their home.

The gloomy thought followed me onto the sidewalk where one of our town cars was waiting for me.

I’d already been chided by Finn for traveling to his place via cabsansguard—Eoghan was a fucking snitch—so I settled back in the seat and watched the city float by in stages as we got locked in by traffic.

Twenty minutes into the journey, my cell buzzed.

Half expecting it to be one of my brothers and more than ready to ignore it, instead, I found myself looking at an unknown number.

As my finger hovered over the disconnect button, the temptation was strong to cut the call.

Who knew who the fuck it might be?

But in my line of work, staying abreast of the situation was the only way to keep ahead, so even though I definitely didn’t want to answer, I hit connect.

“What?”

“Conor O’Donnelly, I believe?”

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