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"My middle name is Paige? Truth or lie."

"Truth."

Correct.

Brooklyn scowled at Harry. "I don't like you. Truth or lie?"

Harry stopped the car and Brooklyn realised they were outside of her house. "Oh," Harry chuckled and turned to face Brooklyn, leaning forward like he did in the diner. "You wish that was the truth." Harry slowly raised his hand and Brooklyn froze when he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, but he was careful not to touch her skin. "But it's not, babe."

Brooklyn swallowed and quickly span round. She fiddled with the door handle, but eventually shoved the door open and stumbled out. "You're delusional, Harry," she said.

"Lie."

"Goodbye, Harry ," Brooklyn said quickly and slammed the door. She rushed into her house without glancing back at Harry.

"Brooke," Brandon said. He was walking down the stairs opposite the front door. "Who was that that dropped you off?"

"Nobody," Brooklyn said dismissively and dumped her damp bag on the floor.

"What are you wearing?" Brandon