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ZEKE
Jesus. I was stunned.
Ava told me what was going on, and pieces were fitting together as to why she worked so much. How she must’ve felt in high school, and I had been such the opposite that I was getting another humbling kick in the ass. Right up the ass.
Fuck.
I couldn’t comprehend any of this.
“You’re amazing.”
Ava gave me a weird look. We’d moved to the living room. The conversation continued as I brought in a pizza, and she was looking tired. I was thinking some of the carbs were soaking up the alcohol. She wouldn’t be so sick, but she was also feeling what she’d been hoping to avoid.
“What?” She laughed, but I saw the confusion too.
I leaned forward, scooting to the edge of my couch. “You’re amazing, Ava.”
She quieted, her eyes widening, and she seemed to slink into
