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“No,” I agreed. “I don’t.”

Relief flickered across his face.

“Then—”

“But Idowant to make you suffer.”

The relief died.

His expression went cold.

Hard.

“Yaya—”

I set my coffee cup on the counter.

Turned.

And walked toward the stairs.

“Yaya!” His voice was louder now. Sharper. “I didn’t do shit! I’m in the same fucked-up position as you are!”

I stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

Didn’t turn around.

Just looked back over my shoulder.

“Yeah,” I said quietly. “But you’re in love.”

His whole body went still.

“And you don’t deserve that.”

I kept walking.

Up the stairs.

Down the hallway.

Into the guest room.

I closed the door behind me.

Locked it.

And for the first time in two days, I smiled.

Chapter 6

TRUTH

Iwoke up to Mama’s voice cutting through the thin walls like a foghorn.

“Yeah, I tased his muthafuckin’ ass!” Her laugh was loud and unapologetic. “You shouldaseenhow his ass seized up. Ass cheeks justlocked. Sho did!”

I groaned and pulled the pillow over my head.