Silence by Becca Fitzpatrick
"He's trying," she called above the whine of the engine. "He's trying really hard to make this work."
I had a snide retort on the tip of my tongue, but decided to go for more impact. I'd worry about the repercussions later.
"What about you? Are you trying to make it work? Because I'll be up front. If he stays, I go. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to figure out how to live my life again. "
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