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Linc looked away.
I laughed bitterly. "You all got your celebration afterward, though, didn't you?"
Colt's eyes snapped back to mine.
"I left the night of that party." I could see it as clearly as if I were standing there again.
The night I left, I remember the bright lights, the loud music and a club full of laughter. The smell of alcohol and leather and cigarette smoke drifting through the clubhouse.
Everyone was celebrating Dad's engagement while I stood somewhere in the middle of it all, completely lost and alone, as if I were watching someone else's life fall apart.
"The club was loud, and I was over it," I said. "So I left."
My voice shook. "I walked out the f*cking front door."
I looked between them.
"Do you know what the worst part was?"
Neither answered.
"No one e
