WHO THE F**K ARE YOU?

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MALACHI “You know, Ronan. If you were going to let him hit you like that, maybe you should have waited till we weren’t there to watch.” It feels like hours since Sarah left with Kevin after lying to him. However, it’s only been a few minutes. Ronan’s nose is bleeding profusely as Jaxon sits him down and rushes up the stairs to get the first aid box. And me? I am stuck standing there, thinking of the million and one ways I could have made Kevin pay for that single punch. He might be our friend, but that’s no excuse for what he’s done. Nobody—not a single f*****g soul—would ever get away with making my brothers bleed. I don’t care who they are. “In his defense…” Ronan pauses to chuckle. I narrow my eyes on him as he leans backwards against the couch, tilting his head and heavin

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