The drive to my house was painfully quiet. Zephyr kept both hands on the steering wheel.he looked annoyed the whole time. I hated silence. Especially this kind. When we reached my house, he walked me to the front door. Neither of us spoke until we stepped inside. He finally turned to me. "Who was that?" I blinked. "You know who he was." "I know his name." His voice remained calm. "I want to know who he is to you." I took a slow breath. "Abe..." I looked down at my hands. "...is the ex I told you about." Silence. "The toxic one?" I nodded. "The one who used to make comments about your body?" Another nod. "The one who cheated?" "Flirted with other women." He exhaled slowly. "I see." I walked into the living room. "I should've told you we were working together." "You should have." There wasn't any anger in his voice. Just disappointment. Somehow that hurt more. "I didn't know how." Before I could say anything else, Zephyr's eyes drifted toward the dining
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