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grocery store on gossip mags—yes, I apparently was that popular. Apparently, I used to be beautiful. I used to be a pretty face. A pretty face that had rich parents who were oil tycoons that had been making the paper for their entire lives.

Me having a tragic war story now was gold.

At least to them.

“The someone that was arrested was a high-school student,” Captain Morgan muttered, answering

Frankie’s earlier question. “He was brought in and the students followed him from school to the

station.”

Frankie sighed.

“I remember being pretty dumb and stubborn in high school,” she said. “Always thinking that it

was my way or the highway.”

I smiled at that.

I doubted that she was anything less than an angel in high school.

She then leaned forward and looked at the elbow that was closest to her, putting her body slightly

closer to mine.

That was when I saw it.

I couldn’t express the rage that rocketed through me at seeing a ring on her finger.

At knowing that she was engaged to another man.

A man that, supposedly, had been my friend, but another man none the less.

“Hey, you okay, Malachi?” Frankie asked softly.

It took me a long moment to realize that she was addressing me.

Malachi.

The name still didn’t sound right.

She paused. “Riel. Are you okay, Riel?”

My mouth twitched.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” I admitted.

Or, at least, I should be.

I wasn’t.

But she didn’t need to know that.

She hadn’t been wearing that ring when I’d seen her the other day.

I wanted to pull it off her finger and throw it into the nearest trashcan.

Instead, I forced myself to sit still and stop being a bitch.

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