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I’m really doing it.

My phone buzzes in my pocket, but I ignore it.

Grace will be home any moment, and I want to give her all my attention.

It buzzes again.

How about I just go put this in the other room?

Another buzz.

Or turn it off.

I pull it from my pocket to see the most recent text from Dutton at the top of my screen.

Dutton

This better be a fucking joke.

Curiosity gets the best of me, and I open the thread.

A screenshot.

Fuck.

Fuck!

Then I read the messages.

Gavin

Tell me you haven’t been lying to all of us this entire time.

Linc

Are you not really engaged? WTF Preston.

Dutton

I swear to god, this better be a rumor.

More messages come in, but the door to the cabin also opens.

I glance up to see Grace smiling at me, her gaze flashing between me and the table.

“Hi! What have you been up to?” She’s beaming.

Oh god, she hasn’t seen it.

Her smile slowly fades.

“Are you okay?”

I don’t have time to answer before her phone pings.

I watch as she scans the screen, her smile dropping instantly.

Without looking up, she shoves her phone toward me. I take it, even though I already know what’s on the screen.