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“They’d fought for so long I was relieved at first—until they started trying to get information out of me and Kyle, using us like pawns in their never-ending battle. They even wanted us to testify that the other parent was ‘unfit’ to get custody of us, too.” “That’s horrible.” All these years, Kyle had never mentioned any of this. Though, in retrospect, he’d never mentioned any of his family except Jared. I could understand why. Jared trailed his fingers along the keyboard, staring at nothing while he spoke. “When I wouldn’t play their games they focused on Kyle, and it really messed with his head. He started doing drugs, he was sent to therapy—it was bad. I was supposed to go to Columbia but switched to UCLA at the last minute and rented us a place so Kyle could live with me while he fin
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