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I didn’t like the almost broken look on my mate’s face. Of course, I didn’t want her to feel bad. I wanted her to be happy, but I also hoped that Killian had given up. I hoped he’d thrown in the towel and just handed her over to me.
It would make a lot of things easier, and with how quiet it had been, it could be possible he had admitted defeat. But then again, I didn’t quite believe it either. It wasn’t like Killian to give up.
“Probably not,” I said, even though those words were harder to say than anything else.
I knew if I had lied and said he had, it might just have made her mad at Killian and want to shut him out, but I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t bear to see her turn sadder than she already was.
“No?” she whispered, hope in her voice.
“No,” I replied.
“Why not?”
