Semua Bab Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic : Bab 21 - Bab 30

Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara .Chapter 22: Black + Grey . “Are you cold?” Miles asked as they shuffled back toward the village square.  The climb down from the temple had been much scarier than the climb up, and both boys managed to rip their jackets on the wood and cover their hands in splinters.  Aiden tore a hole in his jeans and now stared down at it, unsure how furious his mother would be. 

(24). Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara .Chapter 24: A little chat . Miles trailed behind Aiden, an eternity’s length away, until they made it back to their room.  The halls had begun to fill with students hurrying to breakfast, the extra bathroom down the hall, or their friend’s room somewhere in the house, and the commotion separated Miles and Aiden even more.  Miles didn’t enter their room until a full minute aft

(26). Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara .Chapter 26: Over “Zane! Just give up! We’re lost!” “We are not lost, I recognize this place!” Zane trekked on, determined.  The afternoon sun was baking him like a casserole, leaving him drenched in sweat, but he kept moving. “We’re walking in circles,” Ryder heaved, fall

(28). Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara .Chapter 28: Big Plans .  Aiden didn’t even get to set his backpack down before crossing paths with his mother in the kitchen. Her eyes were red and heavy from the sleepless night before, in which she had stayed up worried sick until he got home.  Her hands gripped a hot cup of coffee, fingernails tapping rhythmically in thought. The red polish was chipped and torn away--she had been chewing at it.  

(30). Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara .Chapter 30: Insanity .  Aiden’s mother was outside the door.  He had figured as much by the way she hadn’t yet checked on him despite the racket.  She liked to listen to the whole story before she said her piece, like a modern-day Socrates. She was listening to everything now: every shout and plea and whisper, assessing exactly how to feel.