"There's nothing to understand," I insisted, gesturing at Rhys.
He stopped in front of us, arms folded over his chest. I have no idea why, but for some reason, she thought I'd run off there.Īs Rhys and I sat on the shabby-chic couch in Matt's living room, surrounded by the boxes that he had yet to unpack from when we'd moved into the house two months ago, Matt paced back and forth in front of us. Matt explained that she had gone off looking for me in Oregon. My aunt Maggie is my legal guardian, but she wasn't there when we arrived. Despite being angry, he listened while I put together a vague explanation, glaring at me the whole time with mystified rage.Īt least I only had to face Matt. When Rhys and I showed up at my "brother" Matt's house at eight in the morning, he was happy … in the sense that he was glad I was alive and hadn't disappeared forever.
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