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He’s so far out of my league.

Well, that’s not technically true, but he is so far out of Brooke’s league, and she’s not even real. Even if I wanted to pursue something, I couldn’t. Everything about my life since I met him has been based on a lie. I could tell him, admit everything, but Sophia has been so good to me, has begged me not to damage her relationship with her son, and I know there’s tension between them. And the last thing I want to do is cause further issues.

Most of all, I know Alex will never be able to trust me again.

I drop my head into my hands.

Come on, The Seamstress, you need to work your magic, get me out of here.

My phone pings again. Alex’s name flashes up.

I groan.

ALEX:

You’re not coming?

ME:

I’ve picked up some bug that’s going around.

ALEX:

Are you avoiding me?

Whatever gave you that idea?

I roll my eyes.

ME:

No, I’m sick.

ALEX:

As long as you are.

ME:

You’re wishing me sick?

ALEX:

That’s not what I meant, and you know it.

ME:

Sounded like it.

ALEX:

Go back to bed and drink hot lemon and honey.

ME:

You sound like your mother.

ALEX: