Seraphina “Sure, just one game,” Percival said, strutting out the door with that confident air of his. I chuckled, watching him leave with a sense of amusement. Alexander shot me a look that clearly said, "Shoot me now." The thought of him actually playing a game like that was almost comical.“So, there’s still a lot I don’t know about you,” I said, smirking as I tried to lighten the mood. He responded by sticking his tongue out at me playfully, and I couldn’t help but laugh. My gaze drifted over to the bed, where my injured self lay beneath the blanket. The idea of dragging myself out of bed was daunting, and making it to a football game felt like an impossible feat.“Hey, Alexander,” I said, wanting to wrap up our conversation as I settled back against the pillows. “No need to stress; it’s just a silly game,” he said, as if he could read my mind. His calm tone was reassuring, and he took my hand, kissing the back of it with a tenderness that made me shiver. As he settled back into
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