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“How do you know Beckett Lawley?” I asked Rylee as I stood in the doorway of her bedroom. “Why?” she asked me and I could see that she had stiffened when I mentioned his name. “You’re living in his apartment,” I said. “How do you know that?” she asked me. “The Elders told me, so it’s true?” I asked her. “I met Beckett about three years ago at a function that Colin had at his house,” she said. “I’m sure he just jumped at the opportunity to take you in,” I said. “We became friends,” she said. “So how do you see this working?” I asked her. “See what working?” she asked me. “Us,” I said to her. “There is no us Lucas. I meant what I wrote in that letter,” she said. “So why are you here?” I asked her. “Closure maybe and I felt guilty for you taking my punishment and I w