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Over the past six years, living and working in this city had turned the funny, charismatic girl I´d loved with every cell of my body into a jaded, hard-edged loner I still couldn´t look at without catching my breath.
I´d never felt more alive, watching Liv to prepare to charm-or maybe force- her way into some stranger´s apartment.
Olivia was a wire wound too tight, always about to snap, but she lived on excitement and thrived under pressure. Being with her was like holding a bomb in both hands, watching the numbers tick back toward zero. I knew she´d eventually explode, and this time it might kill me.
But it was hard to care about the potential for collateral damage when just being near her again felt so good.
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