The Top Boy Is My Mate
I began, voice deliberately too loud so Atlas, sitting two rows away, could hear, “it’s kind of funny how Atlas spends all this time pretending he’s Mr. Perfect, yet he’s been awfully cozy with Talia lately. Almost like… sneaking around cozy.”
Jace’s head snapped up, eyes flashing. Atlas’s pencil stilled mid-note. Oh, perfect.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Jace growled.
I shrugged innocently. “Just saying what I saw. You care so much about Zara, but maybe your brother here cares too much about Talia. Late nights. Whispered talks. Real cute.”
Atlas’s chair screeched as he stood, his gaze locked on me with murder simmering just beneath the surface. Exactly what I wanted.
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