Five squeezed his arm.
Bat’s eyes widened.
“Dang,” he breathed. He stepped closer and took her hand when it brushed his.
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Aden froze.
Aden yanked away and stood, stumbling back. “You’re crazy!”
He hesitated, then frowned.
He knew that face, didn’t he?
Words bubbled up from somewhere in his mind— the memory of remembering, of thinking over and over so desperately it barely, barely got through.
Don’t forget Irie. Don’t let them hurt Irie. Don’t you dare forget Irie.
He shook his head, wondering if he was insane.