Forty-Nine
"Hey, Humphreys. Please let me explain—s**t. You cried. I made you cry. f**k. I'm so sorry—" "Please don't touch me." "Are you angry?" "No. Just confused. I just... I can't wrap my head around it. I don't understand what's going on. I trust you, Sar, you know I do. But you're testing me." "Nothing happened, Humphreys. I promise. f**k. I'm sorry. We were studying and they started talking about naming compounds and it was so boring and I fell asleep. And nothing happened between me and Athena, I promise. We barely even talked. The venue was just at her place, but I barely talked to her. Please believe me." "Why'd you have to lie to me, then? Do you know how suspicious that made you look? You're making it hard for me to believe you." "I didn't want you to know I was at Athena's." "W
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