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100: LIVE A LITTLE.

Penulis: Glittering gold
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ELARA’S POV

I guess the cab I thought is different from the one Nate was talking about.

“Dave, I need a car in the next five minutes,” Nate barked into his phone, his tone sharp and demanding. No room for argument.

Typical.

He ended the call with a flick of his wrist, shoving the phone into his pocket.

“Someone’s a little bitter about losing,” I muttered, just loud enough for him to hear.

“I’m not bitter,” he shot back without missing a beat.

“Sure you’re not. Ask Dave or who ever it was you were on the phone with; I bet he’d agree with me.”

His lips twitched like he was fighting back a grin. “I’ll be sure to get his thoughts on my emotional state.”

“Please do.”

We found a bench to sit on while waiting for the car. Well, I sat.

Nate paced a few steps away, back and forth like a caged animal, phone pressed to his ear again. He was barking orders at whoever was unlucky enough to be on the other end,

his jaw tight and his hand raking through his hair in frustrati
Glittering gold

Chapter 100. Wow. I’m honestly so grateful to each of you for sticking with this story. It’s because of your support that we’ve made it this far. What’s been your favorite moment so far? And what do you think Nate is going to ask? Let me know? I love hearing your thoughts! Thank you for being part of this journey. 🩷🫶✨

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Janey Bodle
Nate is definitely a charmer. So many great moments hard to pick a favorite. I hated him in the beginning. But he is softening me up to him.
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