once when Marissa and Caleb went to Austin for a long weekend.
She knew the gate code because Marissa had given it to her herself.
That was the part Marissa would replay later
Not the pool.
Not the bikini.
The gate code.
Betrayal rarely kicks the door in.
Sometimes it waits for you to hand it a key and call that kindness.
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