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Chapter 17

Eliana’s POV

“You should have just let me make the coffee,” I said almost boastfully.

“Hey, I succeeded on the second try,” Hugo countered.

“Yeah, you managed to make it a little less sweet than the first batch. And now you are suggesting we bake some cookies. I am afraid of what will happen in my kitchen, for real,” I said, amusement dancing in my eyes. I probably look like a child right now.

“Okay, fine, no cookies. Maybe next time, though,” he gave up pushing the cookie idea. We have the cake that he brought anyway.

As we were sipping our coffees and eating, he decided to start a conversation. I feel like he thinks that he cannot bore me with silence. I do not think that I would be comfortable with that, either. He is not Lucas.

“So, how is your ankle?” he started.

“Getting better. Thanks again for being a gentleman and a

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