Lucy HaleI was lying flat on my bed, staring at the ceiling, phone pressed against my ear.“You won’t believe what happened today,” I huffed.On the other end, Elias hummed softly. That low, calm sound of his had me wrapped by a blanket of comfort. “Hmm? Tell me.”“It’s Adrian,” I sighed dramatically. “He just does whatever he wants. And Mrs Claire still thinks he’s some charming young master.”Elias let out a faint chuckle.I rolled onto my side, hugging a pillow. “It’s not funny.”“I’m not laughing at you,” he teased gently. “I’m laughing because you sound adorable.”So Elias was also a sweet talker? Who would've known.The more I knew him, the more fascinating he was.“I’m serious. I don’t even know if I should let him stay close anymore. Every time he talks, I just can’t stand him.” I whined.And yet, I once dumbly loved him.I groaned into the pillow. I really want to know what was wrong with my brain back then. How did I even fall in love with him?Elias chuckled again, soft
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