Chapter 8

Elara turned around, and Lysander was still standing there. "Sorry about that. Ready to keep going"

Lysander frowned, concern flashing across his face. You sure you re alright? You don't seem like yourself"

Tm fine, really," she said quickly, even though her mind was drifting back to the stupid crap she'd done in the past.

It wasn't Asher that was bothering her. Honestly, seeing him now gave her a weird sense of relief. At least she wasn't stuck worrying about the future anymore.

Without Asher in the picture, she felt sure she wouldn't repeat the same screw-up-no HIV, no tragic ending this time

"I think I should head out" Lysander said again, hesitating for a moment before starting to turn away.

But Elara, panicked, stepped forward and grabbed his hand

He paused, glancing back at her with a confused look. "What's up?"

Elara didn't fully understand her own reaction either, but she wasn't blind to the fact that Lysander always seemed to pull away whenever Asher was around. It was like he couldn't handle being near the guy,

Thinking back she'd never really hidden her feelings for Asher. She'd been all over him, and it was obvious to everyone- including Lysander. They probably all thought she was obsessed with Asher.

And yeah, at one point, she was. If not for the disaster that happened before she crossed over, she might've never realized how wrong the wa

But now Lysander was here, staring at her. She let go of his hand, her voice soft but steady. Are you free on Saturday? Im thinking dinner at the Regal Crest. Want to join me!"

The Regal Crest Hotel was known for its food, and after starving to death in her past. she had a newfound appreciation for a good meal.

Before, she would've taken Asher without a second thought. But now, she found herself wanting Lysander's company

After all he was the one her father had picked for her to marry. If she played things right this time, she might actually end up marrying him after graduation.

good looks, his height, and a family background to match Asher she was definitely a solid option. If he was down to spend his life with her, she

the question immediately and shot back. "What, you want me to end up with him? Or do you just want me to avoid you again. like

Lysander said.

amused. "Good. It's a

late Saturday afternoon-fashionably, of

got there, she noticed a bunch of familiar faces gathered at the entrance, all decked out like they were attending some high-end

immediately and couldn't resist

show up

frowned, not really getting why Lizzie

family, and she was a top VIP

she wanted

Chapter 8

her voice full of sarcasm. "Seriously? Asher hasn't even looked your way at school for days, and yet you still show up to his birthday party like it's

when it hit her-today was

mind. If Lizzie hadn't said anything, she might have totally forgotten about the fact that she had organized everything with the hotel

she had thrown him this extravagant bash right here at the Regal Crest. It had been the

that was also the night she found out about him and

hadn't even flinched. "Daphne and I like each other. Elara. Why the hell shouldn't we be together? Can you stop trying to fuck

shoulder, but that only lasted a couple of days before she

hiding anything. They flaunted their relationship right in her face

been so desperate she even begged him to choose her, offering up her father's company just

standing there and looking at the scene in front of her, Elara felt nothing. No anger, no jealousy, just

detail of this event tonight had been arranged by her. The entire party was being paid

see how Asher planned to handle things, enjoying his birthday bash on her tab

Elara walked straight into the elevator like she couldn't care less.

laughing with Daphne. The moment he saw her, his gaze locked on like he'd been waiting

Asher sauntered over. "Didn't you say you weren't coming? Don't think showing up now is gonna make me forgive you

but this time. Elara just looked at him calmly, with a small, knowing

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