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I just glare at him

“Well,” he says, sht “I’ll be sure April sends you an invitation We’d love for you to be there”

The little devil on my shoulder tauntsher best friend?” I ask Rumors are fun, when they’re not about you

A muscle in his jaw ticks “That was a mistake”

“You make a lot of those, don’t you?” I ask

“I’her

He’s a huet what she deserved with hih

“If you co, I’d appreciate it if you didn’tto her” He looks everywhere but at oes in that direction

I don’t say anything oes out the door, and I slam it behind him It hits so hard that the walls vibrate Paul comes out of his room

I get another beer fro “Score!” in a vehement whisper when the top sails into the trash

“You okay?” Paul asks

“Fine,” I bite out

“You sure?”

“Yep”

“You don’t look fine”

“Fuck you very much”

Paul heaves a sigh

“How much did you hear?” I ask

He winces “All of it?”

I go and sit on the couch, not saying anything that’s inshit up if Paul wasn’t here

“I can’t believe they want you to co” He snorts

“Why did you tell hi someone?”

Paul grins “See, telling me hoonderful his life is”

“So you made up an awesome life for me”

Paul shrugs “Didn’t seem like it would hurt”

It does fking hurts My life ot, and when you’ve co your life like I have, you appreciate every single thing about it

“Are you going to the wedding?” Paul asks

I shrug “Don’t know” I play with the tassels on a pillorapping theer over and over

“Maybe it would be good closure,” he says