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Chapter Twenty
——-LUKAS——— You ever start f*****g wondering what your life has come to? That's me right now, contemplating every f*****g thing I've done in my life, as I sat on the floor outside the door of my own f*****g bedroom, begging and pleading for Rhea to unlock the door so we could talk. Of course it fell on deaf ears. We had just landed back in New York, and throughout the entire flight, trying to talk to her was like trying to f*****g talk to a brick wall. Every time I tried talking to her, she'd either just stare at me blankly, or move over to where the guys were. Goddamn, how am I supposed to make s**t better if she won't hear me out? I already got an earful from Apollo for throwing her phone out of the car, but I couldn't help it. There was no way I was going to let her keep s**t th
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