Unfortunately, Yours

True's face balled up at the sight of Brooklyn, holding a bouquet of flowers as he stood outside the bedroom door.

"What the hell is this?"

A smile crept across his face as he sucked his teeth. He held the bouquet a little tighter now.

"Me sayin' Im sorry-you must've neva' got an apology before folks?"

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True Chandler and Brooklyn Banks have spent a lifetime perfecting the art of tearing each other down.
She's stubborn and unapologetic; he's arrogant and entirely too quick with his mouth. Put them in the same room, and someone is leaving furious.

The trouble is, their mothers are inseparable-which means family cookouts, shared cars, and now the same college campus keep forcing them together. Worse, years of proximity mean they know every hidden scar, every fragile place, and exactly how to twist the knife when they fight.

Then one argument crosses the line, just as a sudden family crisis packs True and her mother into Brooklyn's spare bedroom.

Living under the same roof makes hiding impossible. Between late-night halls, pickup basketball, and the weight of what they refuse to say out loud, the anger they've carried for years starts to shift into something far more dangerous.

They've spent forever convincing everyone-including themselves, that they hate each other.
Living together might finally prove how wrong they were.