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Drake seemed to suddenly remember his girlfriend was still there. Like waking from a trance, he dropped his hand from Sienna’s waist and stepped back.

His friends, following his gaze to Thalia, scrambled to smooth things over.

“Let’s keep playing. Sienna, skip the drinks if your stomach’s bad–just do truth or dare instead.”

“Yeah, truth or dare’s perfect!”

Drake composed himself and returned to the sofa,

He expected Thalia to be jealous, to show some sign of hurt.

But she said nothing.

Her indifference unsettled him more than any reaction could have. Something about her felt different tonight.

The silence stretched between them.

Drake was considering an explanation when another round of cheers erupted from the group.

“Sienna lost again! Truth or dare?”

His attention snapped back to Sienna.

“Dare,” she said, throwing Drake a loaded glance over her shoulder.

“Alright, pick from the dare cards.” Someone produced a stack of cards.

Sienna drew one casually. The reader’s eyes went wide, darting between Sienna, Drake, and Thalia.

A girl peeked at the card and gasped.

“What is it?”

“What’d she get?”

“Kiss any guy in the room of your choice,” the reader announced, shooting Drake a nervous glance.

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The temperature in the room seemed to drop ten degrees as Drake’s expression turned glacial,

Sienna, apparently oblivious to the tension, stood up with a playful smile and approached a handsome

man nearby.

if I

murderous expression, frozen in place.

Sienna leaned in, arms sliding around

“Enough!”

stormed over, grabbed Sienna’s hand, and pulled

door.

before

smiling easily. “Why are you

to be absorbed

feeling her heart grow

rarely showed

the first

lose control like

she headed to

door, she heard women talking by the sinks.

it–leaving his girlfriend here to run off

who he really cares

“Did

was

man lose it over another woman.”

a replacement

break up soon, obviously. Everyone can

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emerged from the stall. The women hurried out, avoiding

calmly washed her

thing–she and Drake

wouldn’t be him ending things. She was

fell asleep quickly after her shower.

the next

door and frowned

“What’s this?”

behind the closet door. “Oh, you’re

Some clothes and shoes could be donated,

a trace of herself behind.

lot ove sort everything. When she left, she wouldn

the fresh mark on his neck. She

about

Still angry

just missing my family. Want to visit.”

relaxed.

three years, Thalia had never

spent every holiday

couldn’t leave his family to spend holidays with her, and he certainly couldn’t bring her home for holidays.

mother, Caroline Ashcroft, would never accept someone without the

When’s your flight?

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