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“Don’t worry about it.” Silver was a little paranoid himself. It wasn’t often that he revealed what he was about to reveal, but he was trying to accept it. Trying to be more open.

“Okay.”

Rebecca was relieved that Silver didn’t mind her paranoia. After years of dealing with paparazzi, this was how she learned to combat them. She leaned against the bathroom counter, her arms holding her up comfortably.

“Alright, Silv. The floor’s yours so say anythin’ ya like.”