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It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover (z-lib.org).epub

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It takes him a few minutes to actually make it to the counter because he

can’t stop touching things and looking at things. When he finally does

reach us, Allysa runs around the counter and hugs him. “Isn’t it

beautiful?” she says. She waves her hand in my direction. “It was all her

idea. All of it. I just helped with the dirty work.”

Ryle laughs. “I find it hard to believe that your Pinterest skills didn’t

play a little part.”

I nod. “She’s being modest. Her skills were half of what brought this

vision to life.”

Ryle smiles at me and it might as well have been a knife to the chest,

because ouch.

He slaps his hands on the counter and says, “Am I the first official

customer?”

Allysa hands him one of our flyers. “You have to actually buy something

to be considered a customer.”

Ryle glances over the flyer and then sets it back down on the counter.

He walks to one of the displays and grabs a vase full of purple lilies. “I want

these,” he says, setting them on the counter.

I smile, wondering if he realizes he just picked lilies. Kind of ironic.

“Do you want us to deliver them somewhere?” Allysa says.

“You guys deliver?”

“Allysa and I don’t,” I reply. “We have a delivery driver on standby. We

weren’t sure if we’d actually need him today.”

“Are you actually buying these for a girl?” Allysa asks. She’s just prying

into her brother’s love life like a sister would naturally do, but I catch

myself stepping closer to her so I can hear his answer better.

“I am,” he says. His eyes meet mine and he adds, “I don’t think about

her very much, though. Hardly ever.”

Allysa grabs a card and slides it to him. “Poor girl,” she says. “You are

such a dick.” She taps her finger on the card. “Write your message to her

on the front and the address you want them delivered to on the back.”

I watch him as he bends over the card and writes on both sides. I know I

don’t have a right, but I’m brimming with jealousy.

“Are you bringing this girl to my birthday party Friday?” Allysa asks him.

I watch his reaction closely. He just shakes his head and without looking

up he says, “No. Are you going, Lily?”

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