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"K-Kyler," I whisper, getting to my feet as a chill crawls up my spine, watching his expression darken with rage. But he doesn't even register me as he strides toward Jossie, who clutches onto Ollie with wide, fearful eyes.
“What the f**k did you just say about my mother?” Kyler’s voice booms, and I step in between him and Jossie, my heart pounding in my chest as I hold him back.
“Kyler, please,” I plead, my voice trembling. “It’s not what you think,” I mutter, not knowing what else to say, while Jossie stammers out an apology, her voice shaky with fear.
But before she can say anything more, Kyler's temper erupts like a volcano. He flips the tray on the table with a violent sweep of his arm, sending drinks and snacks flying through the air. Some content
