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... de from you, of all people," she murmurs, turning her attention back to her phone.
Her words are another hit to my already bruised ego. I blink, then blink again, my mouth opening before promptly snapping shut. It feels like a habit around this woman.
My usual comebacks have abandoned me. Something hot crawls up my spine and settles in my chest, sharp and leaden all at once.
"What do you mean by that?" I ask, a little too sharply. Defensively.
The image of her wit ...
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