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Chapter 17
Chapter 17Tim was waiting for me in the United terminal, as he’d promised. At least he kept his promises. He hugged me. “It’s good to see you, Sweets.” I didn’t correct him, as Wills might have done. Wills probably wouldn’t have said anything now anyway. Did he even care anymore? Well, it didn’t matter. At this moment he was…he was less than nothing to me. Tim took a pair of sunglasses from his breast pocket and handed them to me. “Your eyes are kind of red and swollen.” Shit. No wonder why I’d been getting odd looks. I’d closed myself in the lavatory at the back of the plane a few times during the flight, but I’d avoided my reflection in the mirror. All I would have seen was a fool who’d left himself open to having his heart torn out and tangoed upon. “Thanks.” I put the glasses on.
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