To say I didn’t care at all about Ronin was an overstatement. It wasn’t entirely true. That, coupled with my insecurities, made me talk myself out of Daniel as an option before we’d even set foot in the movie theater. The fact was, Daniel was a genius, and I was not—not even close. Daniel had his future mapped out. He knew what he wanted, and I was not part of that plan. He said as much himself when he said we were just friends.
Chapter Nine
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