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“Sorry for scaring you. I got a new phone.” “A new phone?” Mia asked. “Yeah. Margaret got it for me. She said I should have one in case of emergencies. It’s not connected to anything. Just a basic phone. But at least I can call you now without having to use the house phone.” “That’s good,” Mia said. “That’s really good. How are you doing? How’s Canada?” “Cold,” Kevin said. “Really cold. But good. Margaret is nice. She runs this bookstore and I help her sometimes. It’s quiet. Boring. But safe.”

Nicole As we agreed during the previous day's class, Kevin and I met in the university library in the afternoon to make the final adjustments to our college work. Kevin is a very pleasant guy, and I forgot about my problems for a few hours, laughing a lot at some of the stories he told me, all of them involving his family, which seemed to be a big and fun-loving Texan family.

Its been few days. I haven't talked to him properly, the last time i talked to him was when he took me armaan and raaj out together. I was not comfortable with him acting my bf, i was upset. "Are you two good?" Asked raaj. "Yes absolutely" answered kevin.Raaj looked at me and I rolled my eyes. "Kavya can you send me the link of that free books app?" Asked raaj. "Sure." I said when kevin spoke.

Chapter 42 Rebecca Xiao POV After I washed my face, I went to go and check on Kevin’s injuries... When I heard him on the phone it sounded like he is talking to his son... Carla never said he had a son. When I hear him say Raven my heart skips a beat... It cannot be how would they even know each other? And Kevin has not been in the city in a year. So, there is no way they could meet right? He has to stay here for the foreseeable future, by the time he is discharged we’ll be long gone. Or that is what I tell myself.

It’s like he wants to say something to me, but he couldn’t—or perhaps wouldn’t. Hesitation is clear as a diamond on his face. “What is it?” I’m the one who pushed him to talk. “Say something.” “I…” Kevin shook his head. “This is not a perfect place. This is not a good mood to talk about this.” “About what?” Persistence wouldn’t leave my body, my mind. “Darwin…” It’s like he is begging. No, Kevin is indeed begging. But for what? What is he hesitant to say? What did Gyzell tell him?

“I only said all those things because I don't think he'll ever leave me alone.” I reply in my defense. To be honest, I still don't really remember cursing the f*ck out of Bryce. I don't remember all of that happening, but now, it's clear to me that this magazine I have now isn't the one that humiliated me back in the bookstore. “Oh, he won't. My instincts also tell me that he'll never leave you alone.” Kevin says with determination audible in his voice.

“Luna Eloise, you forgot your book.” Her stomach dropped, she turned back hesitantly. Kevin held out the book, the very one she had been searching for. She forced another smile, stepping forward to take it. “Thanks.” She backed away, then turned and hurried down the hall. Kevin remained in place, watching her limp away until she disappeared. Then, his eyes darkened. He reached out to Ainsley, through the Mind link. Ainsley answered immediately. “Ten minutes ago, Luna Eloise entered your study,” Kevin reported. “She said she was looking for a book, but she left in a hurry and even forgot to take it.”

She laughs and Kevin does too. What better way to confuse a person than to get all hot and cold on them? Or better still, what better way to throw off a person's balance than to let them think they are safe and secure? Kevin laughs as well. "I'm happy to hear that you love what you read. Since I found out what I came for, I'll be on my way. The account books don't fill themselves up, you know?" He jokes and Bethany chuckles even though it's a pretty dry one.

“I didn't just want to talk to you.” “What does that mean?” I asked Kevin looked directly at me. “It means I've been thinking.” "About?” I asked. “Us,” he answered. The word settled heavily between us while neither of us moved, and eventually I exhaled. “This is about my job,” I said. Kevin nodded immediately. “Yes,” he replied. I almost laughed. Of course it was. “Kevin,” I began. “No,” he interrupted, shaking his head. “Don't do that.”

We had settled in the kitchen, a place that seemed to radiate an air of intimacy. Kevin leaned against the counter, his expression thoughtful as he looked at me. "Molly," he began, his voice gentle, "I need to talk to you about something important." I watched him attentively, ready to hear what was on his mind. "What is it, Kevin?" He took a deep breath, his eyes locked onto mine. "It's about Charlie. I've heard things, Molly, and I'm