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"Seriously," he slurred, looking between you. "Why the hell do you keep hanging out with him?" Mattheo went still. You knew that look. So did everyone else. Allistair, unfortunately, didn't. "He is his father's son." People turned. Mattheo's entire body went rigid. Pansy's expression hardened instantly and your friends moved closer without thinking. And you—You didn't think at all. You stepped forward and punched Allistair directly in the jaw. The crack of it cut through the silence and suddenly, nobody was laughing anymore.