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“That was when I was sixteen and didn’t know better,” I shot back, surprised by the edge in my voice. “I’m twenty-seven. I left his name on that account because I trusted you. Because I thought—” My voice cracked and I hated myself for it. “I thought you wouldn’t do something like this.”
Nate laughed from the couch, not looking up from his phone. “Wow,continue reading …
