Deidra's P.O.V.
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I blinked.
He was still there.
I shook my head and rubbed my eyes.
Still there.
All I could do was stare at him, confused, shocked, overjoyed, and so not trusting myself to open my mouth. For a moment, Brixton just stared right back at me. But his eyes held meaning. Something deep. Something I was too afraid to voice, but so thrilled to see. And then he finally broke the silence.
"Come on," he said as he stood up straight and held his hand out to me. "Come sit and get warm, and I'll let this slide."
That sparked a fire in me.
"Let what slide exactly?" I asked, crossing my arms and frowning at him.
Does he mean because I left without saying anything? Because I tried to. He didn't want to listen.
"That you thought someone broke in a
