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I wanted to know which sister had decided to complicate my already complicated life with a single impulsive kiss. I wanted to know why. I wanted to know what it meant and what was expected of me now. But I couldn't say any of that.
"Ten thousand dollars a month, a car that doesn't break down, and a future for my sister," I said instead. "That's what I want."
"How pragmatic." She reached over and took my copy of the book, her fingers brushing against mine. "Yet you bought a brand new copy of a book you've already read, simply because I asked you to bring it."
I wasn't sure what to say to that.
Sabrina flipped through the pages. "And it's the same translation as the one in the Valentine library. You could have told me you didn't have it with you, and we could have discussed the plot from memory. Yet you went out of your way to purchase it."
"I keep my commitments."
