CHAPTER 94
He will leave you. He will run. And he will never look back. But that empty voice inside her head had been wrong. Cooper had become a fixture in her life, as Rachel had once been. Calla often spent her weekends on his couch, tucked into Vincent's side while the two boys battled it out in some senselessly violent video game and even when Vincent couldn't be there— duty calls, he would say, his athletic bag slung over his shoulder—the two of them would watch a movie, or snag a booth at the pizza joint, or take a drive into the city. Bizarre. That was the only word that could possibly describe their relationship. The fact that they had a relationship at all astonished her. "So. What's the plan?" Cooper finally asked, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel. Restless. Cal
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