Chapter 11

  "There," he murmurs.

  I don't trust my voice, so I keep quiet.

  I hop on the bike and grab the seat awkwardly for balance.

  "You'll fall," he warns.

  "Then maybe let me fall."

  I'll be damned if I'm going to be the first person to bail.

  He goes back, takes my wrist gently but firmly, and pu...

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