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Chapter 8

Author: RARE
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ISA POV

Leaving Edwina who looked like she’d seen a ghost all alone in Becca’s front yard, I huddled my jacket and brought it closer to me as I ran towards my house in the biting cold.

Can’t winter just go away?

I thought to myself as I unlocked a thousand latches on my door and made it inside and then locked the door behind me. The sound of the blender came hard from the kitchen and caught my attention. I tiptoed stealthily towards the kitchen and peeked through, and you guessed it: there stood my nemesis dressed in black with his back turned against me as he punched the blender.

“How did the tea party go?” He asked not bothering to turn to look at me. He didn’t have to, because he was Xander. The guy who had eyes at the back of his skull.

Sighing and ungluing myself from the wall, I replied;

“It was long, boring.” My feet carried me further into the kitchen as I felt my mouth salivating and yearning for the heavenly, rich and creamy taste of hot chocolate. He didn’t reply to me, a
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