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Chapter 47

Ariana's POV

Carrying two bowls of ice cream, I walk towards Max, who is busy scrolling through his phone. A dent formed between his brows as he narrowed his eyes at the screen.

After dinner, he went and got ice cream for us even though I said it was unnecessary.

But he said our sleepover will be incomplete without eating ice cream, as it is something which always used to do, and we shouldn't break this tradition.

It astonishes me how he remembers all things we used to do, even if they were the smallest ones. Honestly, I never took him for a guy who would remember all these things. Whenever he reminds me of something which is related to how my life used to be, it seems like he is talking about something from my past.

Somewhere it is true beca

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