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••••••••• Shiloh ••••••••• “Forced to marry? What are you talking about? My parents weren’t forced to marry Shiloh. My mother loves my dad. Why would you say that? Why would you say she doesn’t?” Kyler asks, and I open my mouth to reply but close it again, realizing I’ve already said too much. Instead, when I speak again, I go back to what I was telling him—that our relationship will never work—but startle when he cups my face, not expecting him to. “Do you love me, Shiloh?” he asks, and I tell him he knows I do. “Then why aren’t you fighting for us like I’m doing? I’m not speaking to my parents because of us—because I’m fighting for us and showing them I won’t back down. That’s how much I love you. Why aren’t you doing the same? Why do you attempt to end our relationship whenever t