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Chapter 169: He'll Handle It

What does he mean, "He'll handle it?" The last time Huxley handled something he ended up in a fist fight next to a dumpster.

My apartment complex isn't far and I park in a spot next to the front door within five minutes. The drive here was white knuckled as I gripped the steering wheel with all my might driving twenty-five miles an hour. Here's another situation where Huxley plans to jump out and leap into danger. I was stupid to think he saw my point in our argument the other day.

The car shuts off and I pull the key from the ignition, my hand braced on the door waiting to get out but not sure what I should do.

Huxley's attention is on the side mirror as he watches the other car pull into the lot and park a few spaces further away. "Get out of the car and walk up to the apartment like everything is fine."

Get out of the car? Has he lost his mind? Everything is not fine. I'm stressed and I can't decide if it's because he's stupid or I'm scared. Huxley opens his door and nods hi
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