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asked.
    “That’s not your place any more.” He warned her without
looking at her.
    “Whose place is it, Kent ? Are you going to spend the
rest of your life judging me because I loved your brother more?”
    They never spoke about the past. Tonya was married to his
brother, and they were happy. Kent never came into it.
    “I don’t care about it, Tonya. I moved on.”
    “Bullshit. You never moved on. I know you, and you’ve always
been a resentful little prick. We were friends, and because I didn’t return
your feelings, you blamed me. Fine, it’s all my fault.
I loved Seth, and I never should have dated you. I made the mistake of thinking
I could make myself love you the way you wanted to be. I loved you as a friend.
I still love you as a friend,” Tonya said.
    “I’m not in the mood for this.” He threw his jacket on the
bed and walked into the bathroom.
    You’re in
love with Lana.
    Kent stopped and
turned to Tonya. It was time to get it out. “Yeah, I had an issue with you. I
thought you were my friend, and then I felt you were nothing more than a
gold-digging whore.” He watched as she flinched. Kent didn’t get anything from the
distraught look in her eyes. At his revelation, she looked broken. “I hated you
and Seth. When you went with him I lost my girl and my friend. I loved you, but
I’ve come to see I didn’t love you like I thought I did. You were my friend,
and I wanted more.” He stopped as the revelation of his words woke him up. “I love
Lana, and I’m happy for you. We’ll never be back to how we used to be, but
we’ll be civil. At this time that’s all I can offer you,” he said.
    “I see.”
    “Could you leave? I want to get ready.”
    Tonya looked like she wanted to say something more. When he
didn’t give her chance to respond, she turned away and left.
    Letting out a breath, he made his way into the bathroom. He
took a quick shower and tried to process her words. For the longest time he’d
blamed her because he’d thought he was in love with her. The way he felt for
Lana was completely different. He loved her for the woman she was. Lana was
strong, kind, and confusing. Kent smiled as he thought about how confused he got when he was around her.
    Once his shower was finished, he moved into his bedroom. He
dressed quickly and made his way downstairs. Lana wasn’t downstairs when he
made it into the sitting room. The commotion calmed down the moment the
children were in bed. He found his mother in the kitchen stirring hot
chocolates.
    “Have you seen Lana?” he asked.
    “She’ll be down in a moment. She forgot her toothbrush and
came to ask for one. Don’t worry, son. I know you’re worried about her,” Penny
said.
    He let out a sigh and sat down. “She’s never had a Christmas
like this. A part of her is broken. I see it in the way she watches us.
Sometimes there are tears in her eyes, and I hate seeing it. I figured all
families were like ours.”
    The only person he could confide in was his mother. His dad
would go and talk to Lana and probably scare her.
    “Has she spoken about any of her family?” Penny asked.
    “She’s spoken about her mother, but I don’t have a name or
anything. Her past is a mystery. She works two jobs to make ends meet, and she
hates mess. Her apartment is always pristine. When we were wrapping the gifts,
she was throwing all the little bits away straight after.”
    “Some women don’t like mess.”
    “With Lana I think it has to do with her past. I watched her
freak out by a red stain on her shoe, Mom. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
    Penny moved away from the stove to stand behind him. She put
a supporting hand on his shoulder. “We spoilt you kids when you were growing
up. Your father and I had the support of our parents when I came home pregnant
at such a young age. Having children isn’t easy. There are families who are far
worse off. All you can do is give Lana the love and
support she needs. You love her, Kent . I’ve

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