Eva Gibson’s pov Driving down the main street instead of back to my house, I glanced at Austin's profile and recalled what my sister said about being nice. “Alright, I will be a good child,” I sighed mockingly. “How about we get an ice cream cone and walk around the city park?” Austin offered and I shrugged. “I'd rather have a milkshake,” I mumbled softly, and hearing me, Austin laughed. “I can get you that; what flavor,” he asked, pulling up at the drive-through of an ice cream parlor. “Strawberry,” I replied and he eyed me oddly. After hearing him order my milkshake and a strawberry double-scoop cone, I rolled my eyes. “I just wanted a milkshake.” “The cone is for me, silly. Strawberry is my favorite,” he responded and I swallowed uncomfortably because it had always been mine as well. After paying and getting our order, he continued to the park, and I grinned slightly, remembering visiting it in my youth. “Have you been here before?” I glanced at him and said
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