Fated To Hate You
I glanced at Alex and he shrugged, “You said you wanted fun.”
“I expected an old library or something,” I muttered.
“Hmm hmm hmm,” Alex shook his head, “Alex Roux doesn’t do library. What’s the point of reading when you’d probably never get to the top?”
“If you read hard enough—”
Alex raised his finger, cutting me off. “The conversation about books ends here.”
How on earth were he and Alistair so different this way?
The moment we walked deeply into it, Alex’s voice changed.
“Elara, hold my hand so you don’t get lost.”
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