Emily’s POVMera stood by the hotel room door, arms crossed, watching me with an expression that was part curiosity, part exasperation. “Emily, now you are done rambling to whoever, can you fucking tell me what on earth happened last night? And don’t you dare say ‘nothing.’ I was worried sick!”I waved a dismissive hand, still in my robe, pacing the room like a caged lion. “It’s nothing, really,” I said, my voice dripping with mock calmness. “I’m just going to kill that son of a bitch.”Her eyebrows shot up. “Kill who? And why?”“That stupid, annoying, arrogant jerk who thinks the world revolves around him!” I exploded, flinging open my suitcase to grab my clothes. “He thinks he’s so clever with his stupid highlighter notes and his smug little smirk. Ugh!”Mera leaned against the wall, intrigued now. “And this stupid, annoying, arrogant jerk would be…?”“Ethan!” I practically shouted his name. “With his stupid perfect jawline, those stupidly thick lashes, and his infuriatingly symmetr
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