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As if that makes it better.

Damon told me he had to stay in the living room and babysit Shane. He told me he’d wake me up if they found her. We exchanged phone numbers just in case he had to leave in a hurry.

Damon said he’d get in touch with me.

He has his phone.

Yet he didn’t.

Finding Brinley was important to me. My heart was breaking apart more and more as the hours wore on, knowing she was with some guy who held a gun to her head. He knew what this meant to me. I told him about my fears.

Yet … nothing.

Trust is such a fickle thing.

So delicate and easily broken.

It’s agony when trust is shattered and the pieces of your heart with it.

I knew better than to hope.

To trust.

Damon shattered what little trust I had in him.

Shaking off those thoughts, I attempt to hide my disappointment behind a weak smile. I don’t know these women well, so I’ll play along that everything is okay.

“Great. When do you think we’ll be leaving? What time is it?”

Another glance at the window tells me it must be some ridiculous hour in the morning.

Luca and Emily share a look before their eyes are back on me.

“Well,” Luca answers, “it’s around six now, but they called a few hours earlier. We just wanted to let you sleep some before bothering you.”

Is she fucking joking?

For hours I’ve worried that my only friend in life may be dead somewhere with a bullet in her head, and they didn’t want to bother me?

Emily fidgets with that damn string and murmurs, “Damon, huh? How are things, you know … how is it dating him?”

My brow furrows. Is she serious with this question?

“We’re not dating.”

They share a look again. It’s difficult to read what they’re thinking. Both of these women are clearly practiced in hiding their emotions.

“So it was just the deal with him?” Luca asks.

Oh, I get it. They’re one big happy family of friends, gossip spreads quickly, and I’m the newbie they’re attempting to figure out.

“Sorry, I’m sure you both are really nice people, but if you’re attempting to find out if I’ll be around for family vacations and holidays, the answer is no. Damon and I had a complicated … thing … but it’s not permanent.”

In fact, it’s over already.

All he had to do was pick up a phone.

But he didn’t.

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