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My chest tightened.

“Then ask him when he decided he wanted you.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“And neither do you.”

That hurt.

Because he was right about one thing.

I didn’t know.

Levin had never told me any of this.

Xay saw it on my face.

That motherfucker saw the exact second doubt entered my head.

And smiled.

“You think he wanted you because you’re special?”

“Watch your fucking mouth.”

“I’m not saying you ain’t. I’m saying Levin don’t do shit for no reason.”

I stared at him.

“And if he knew I was the reason he lost seven years?”

Xay shrugged.

“You do the math.”

My stomach turned.

No.

I wasn’t about to let Xay rewrite everything because he was hurt.

But the question was there now.

And I fucking hated him for putting it there.

“You don’t know that.”

“Nope.”

His answer surprised me.

For once, he wasn’t pretending he knew more than he did.

“I don’t.”

He nodded toward my overnight bag sitting near the stairs.

“But I know my brother.”