We Can't Be Friends

HARDIN'S POV

I pushed open the balcony doors, stepping into the cool night air. The wind kissed my skin, carrying the scent of damp earth and jasmine from the garden below. It should have calmed me. Should have helped me get my damn mind straight.

It didn’t.

I leaned against the railing, jaw tigh...

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