Chapter 35

Whitney

I walk beside this girl who I know because of a few conversations with my brother when he's feeling low. As soon as I saw her sitting there, I knew who she was.

"Trevor's told you about me?" She questions as we wait for the elevator.

I nod, grinning as I wrap my arms around myself, rubbing my biceps. Now that we're away from the group of people, I'm cold. "Yeah, he doesn't talk about a lot, and he talks even less about the women he's interested in, but you he's told me about a couple of times. He cares a lot about you."

I don't know if I should break his confidence. What if he doesn't make it out of this alive and she's stuck wondering what he thought of her. Given the fact I haven't been honest with Ryan, maybe I'm not the right person to ask.

"I care a lot about him," she affirms quietly. "It's just like we could never make it work."

"Trevor's stubborn."

She smiles. "So am I. Neither one of us wanted to be the person to give. Both of us wanted to take."

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