Gia
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“You’ve been arrested?” I repeated my jaw slack. I sat down heavily, my thoughts running amok. I breathed deeply, trying to calm down and behave rationally. I needed to make sense of what was happening. “Why did they arrest you?” He sighed, and I could picture his shoulders drooping.
“My fingerprints were all over her apartment,” he said.
“You’re being framed?” I interrupted. I couldn’t believe it. Why would anyone want to do that to him?
“No, well, yes and no. Those are legitimately my prints, Sofia and I kind of… “ he trailed off.
“Oh my God. Why didn’t you tell me?” I spluttered, genuinely surprised.
“We weren’t exactly official. Well, I’d prefer it if we didn’t discuss my romantic affairs,” he mumbled, clearly uncomfortable. “I called her last night, but we never
