CHAPTER 12 | Libby
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I need to think and I need space and I can’t do or have either of those things with Finn sitting this close to me. I hold myself super still, but inside I feel like a landslide.
“Please get out,” I say slowly.
“No.” Finn crosses his arms and I can’t tell if he’s cold or settling in to be a stubborn ass. “Talk to me.”
I open my mouth and realize I don’t actually have anything to say. This is all too awful to even get my head around. Finn ghosted to protect me? My dad embezzled millions?
My dad involved me in embezzling millions?
“Why now?” I manage, hating how my voice is cracking. “Why tell me now?”
“Because I remembered—you reminded me—you deserve nothing less than the truth.”
We’re more than a foot apart, but the air crackles between us. It burns me u
