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lly my "home," but I was just a long-term guest in their spare room. The momen

sharp, cutting. "Do you have any idea how long I spent apologizi

face etched with worry. "Fiona,

d spoke to them both. "Leo, J

d a hundred times in my head. "I have a boyfriend. We me

. "A boyfriend? Fiona, don't tell me you're m

m on the coffee table between us. "These are th

have you known him? What does he do? What's his family backgroun

oosely agreed upon. "His name is Beckett.

furrowed. "Which team? What's his

ying to make it. Bouncing between the minor leagues and the pro

ty and disgust. "Fiona, are you out of your mind? You'd pass up a banker for an athlete with no

I married Henderson, she'd have a wealthy banker in the family-and, through me, a convenient source of loans, favors, and money whenever she wanted the

a's a grown woman. She can make her own choices." But

ed. "I'm telling you, Fiona, if you move out of

ce calm. "Fine. I won't ask you for money anymore.

ore. She was speechless, pointi

t of my clothes were things Jessica had bought for me, refle

bank card into my hand. "Fiona, take this. It's my own

d in my thro

oo hard on Jessica. She means well, she just has a terrible

th spreading through my chest.

't take it, Leo. I've decided to be independ

acked into one suitcase and a backpack. As I