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Chapter Fifteen

Connor Conwell. 

I hated shopping.

Elizabeth, she knew it, too.

And I knew her asking me to bring her here,

It was payback for taking her back to that house.

I couldn't fight it though, couldn't tell her it wasn't my choice and it wasn't hers either. I had to listen to someone higher than all of us. I couldn't tell her something I wasn't allowed to and anyway, it wasn't even my place to say anything about it.

“What about this?” She waves something, a light green bag of potato chips, trying to wave it in my face when she knows, she's an elf, too short.

I glance down at the dark haired woman and nod my head, quickly reaching to grab my own shit as well. Neither one of us were going to pay for any of this junk, anyway, so why waste money that wasn't ours? She would fight me over that at the counter,

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