Emma & Connor
“Noted. I’ll need that survival guide.”
As we talked, I noticed a girl with sleek blonde hair walking toward our table. She carried herself with the kind of confidence I could only dream of—easy, graceful, like she belonged in every room she entered. She dropped her tray beside Connor and gave him a look that said she knew him well.
“Hey, stranger,” she said. “You didn’t tell me we had a new lunch guest.”
Connor smiled faintly. “Emma, this is my sister, Chelsea. Chelsea, this is Emma Carter.”
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