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WYATT
I’d hung up from leaving a voicemail, wishing I’d been able to say more, that I needed her just as much a Garrett did, but I’d been the one to cause their fallout. It had been my selfishness to have the both of them that had broken down the walls between them.
It was up to me to help repair what I’d ruined.
And if there was space left in their hearts for me once they worked things out, I would willingly give both of them everything I had.
Garrett lay passed out in my bed after a long day at work beneath the sun and one-hundred degree sweltering heat, but I hadn’t been able to rest.
The news of Haley’s mom’s suicide had sent Garrett into a funk that had worried me. I’d reached out to Haley since I didn’t know how to offer more than the comfort of my arms, which he hadn’t seem
