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For the first time, I felt something I couldn’t name, fear, maybe, or the realization that there were parts of him I didn’t know at all.
"Worse?" I echoed, my voice unsteady.
He gave a short, humorless laugh and took another drag. "Yeah. Worse. But you don’t care, do you? You’re too busy texting someone else to notice."
"What do you mean?" I asked, uneasy.
He gave a bitter laugh, shaking his head. "What do I mean? You don’t get it, do you, Zayn? You sit the ...
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