Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love
Then he said, almost offhandedly, “By the way, thanks, Esther.”
Her brows lifted. “For what?”
“For the story,” he said with that crooked grin again. “It helped me more than you think.”
Esther smiled, her eyes warm with that soft, unspoken tenderness she carried so easily. “You’re welcome.”
He gave a small nod, then added, “If you’re looking for Gaara, he’s upstairs. Second floor. His class starts soon.”
Her heart stumbled for a second, caught off guard. “W—wait, what?” she stammered.
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