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Asher’s POV
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“You’re an i***t!”
“Tell me something I don’t already know,” I groaned, settling on the couch and staring at the ceiling. I didn’t want to listen to anything, or even look at him and see the disgust in his eyes.
“Dude, she came all the way here to talk to you,” Jake said. “And you just turned her away like she meant nothing. Who does that?”
“I do not want to have this conversation,” I groaned. “I know what I’m doing, and I don’t want to talk to her again.”
Jake sat down beside me, and I turned away so I wouldn’t have to see the way he was looking at me. He’d been insufferable since I came out of my room this morning, and I could tell that he wanted to find out what happened. But I still wasn’t in the mood to talk. My conversation with Ryder was still echoing in
