Xavier

I took a deep breath before explaining. "I met Phoebe that day because I didn't want to meet her."

"And what does that mean?" she asked, her brows furrowing.

"I was at the bar, minding my own business, when she showed up out of nowhere. I tried to brush her off, told her I didn't want her around, but she was stubborn. She kept making excuses, trying to get my attention."

Alice's eyes narrowed, her interest piqued.

"When I decided to leave, she followed me," I continued. "And then... she almost committed suicide by running into the middle of the road. I had to save her, of course."

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