CHAPTER 15-PANDEMIC RUMOURS

Ethel

“Why are we at the mall?” I asked Tavian as he stopped in front of it, after leaving the restaurant.

He rested his back against the chair and heaved a deep breath. “This was supposed to be a surprise, but well—” He sighed. “We’re here to get the phone.”

“I told you you didn’t have to.” I raised my nose up, still pretending to be mad at him. But deep down, it was hard to be mad at him. Surprisingly this was the same boy I’d spent semesters and years hating.

“You are working for it, remembe