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CHAPTER 14: Who Would Have Thought

Author: Lady Sheldon
last update publish date: 2025-07-03 11:18:44

As I made my way to the bus stop, my thoughts swirled so intensely that I barely registered the sleek car slowing down beside me.

“Camila!”

I turned to see Liam leaning out of the driver’s side window, his easy smile making it impossible not to smile back.

Who would have thought.

“Liam?” I asked, stopping in my tracks. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I was heading to school,” he said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world—which, okay, technically it was. His tone wa
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danizlatkova
Why is she avoiding him? She has no bad experience with him, he hasn't bullied her, what's her problem? As far as I understand, Liam is just as popular as Ethan, can't he talk normally to her?
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