Julian's POV
"Come on, Jules. Don't be like that. We should catch up."
Marcus steps closer, blocking our path to the door, and my stomach twists with old anger. How the f**k did I get caught? This asshole has some nerve acting friendly after what he did.
Memories flash quickly and bitterly through my head. Marcus stole Sarah from me in my junior year, then did the same thing with Emma just months later. Both times with that same smug grin, like taking my girls was some kind of game to him.
The old resentment rises hot in my chest, but there's something else too. Something I don't want to think about.
"We have nothing to talk about," I say, my voice flat and cold.
"Sure we do." Marcus's eyes flick to Bryson, then back to me. "Lots to catch up on, actually."
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