“We’ve only met her a handful of times,” Amber said, running a hand through her faded rose-gold hair. “But we know if Damon’s not at work or with us, then he’s with her. And we haven’t seen him in a while.”
Max had zoned out while they discussed whether it could be Maureen. He was trying to wrap his head around that Alec was alive.
He had spent months grieving him, and there had been no reason for him to. He had slept without him for months, and he had no reason to do so.
His friends had all known that Alec was alive, but they hadn’t told him.
He could see it from their point of view he could, but that didn’t change the fact that he had been grieving him for months. And they had moved on because he hadn’t been dead, but they had held that crucial piece of information back from him.
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