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I blinked.
“My Xay?”
Stupid question.
But it came out anyway.
Avery nodded.
I laughed.
I don’t know why.
Nothing about that shit was funny.
But I laughed.
“Avery, stop playing with me.”
“I’m not playing.”
“Yes, you are.”
“Sam—”
“No.” I shook my head. “No, because why the fuck would you even joke like that?”
“I’m not joking.”
“How long?”
She didn’t answer fast enough.
“Avery, how fucking long?”
“A year and a half.”
Everything inside me went still.
A year and a half.
I stared at my little sister.
My actual fucking sister.
Woman who had been in my house.
Held my children.
Sat at my table.
Listened to me complain about my husband.
A year and a half.
“You’ve been fucking my husband for a year and a half?”
Tears slid down her face.
