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Her ears flattened to hear the sharpness in his words, but Reverie tried not to take it personally. She remembered telling him about Tybault, after all; she wasn't certain what else she might have told him since. Certainly she never imagined what had actually happened, and never would if she was not reminded.
She told herself to focus on his words. Saltshore. A husband and wife. It seemed well suited to them, though there was shame in her now; to be unmarried with a child was already a great source of guilt and insecurity for Reverie, and now she felt it would be put on display next to the stability and propriety and prestige of a pair of married alphas. Still, she nodded. And at his questioning look, she paused.
Everett isn't anything like Tybault, Reverie assured him first. He's wonderful, really. I think you'll like him. And - I met someone else. Well, I knew him before, but I don't remember. His name is Riordan. He... he knows a lot of things about me. Her eyes darkened a little. I don't think I like it, but he was my friend once. I want to give him a chance.