The Misdelivered Secret Between Arthur and the Girl Next Door

feels like,” I said. “It feels like a letter you don’t want to open.”

Brian said nothing.

I turned.

“It feels like sitting across from someone who says they love you while trying to remove you from your own life.”

His jaw tightened.

“I’m not removing you.”

“You are trying.”

He gathered the brochures.

“We’ll talk when you’re reasonable.”

“I am reasonable.”

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