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Daphne and Asher hopped onto the bus together. Asher leaned in close and said under his breath. I'm not seeing you off today."

He couldn't tutor Elara for extra money anymore-he'd picked up a part-time job instead.

Jefferson was buried in debt, and for too long. Asher's earnings had gone straight into covering his father's mess. Now, he had no choice but to fend for himself. Daphne gave a slight nod. "Alright"

on

Meanwhile, Barrett had taken Elara out to get a new phone and then grabbed dinner together. When they got to the restaurant, Lysander was already there, waiting at the table.

Lysander lived in Brookfield with his uncle, Steven Clark, who just so happened to be one of Barrett's close friends. This little dinner was a thinly veiled setup-a meet-the-family type deal that Barrett had been scheming for a while now. Elara had been dead-set against it at first-she only had eyes for Asher-and that threw a wrench into Barrett's plans. But today, she'd finally agreed, and Barrett was feeling pretty pleased. His girl was growing up and, for once, seemed willing to go along with his ideas.

At the table, Barrett and Steven were in the middle of some animated conversation. Elara, sitting across from Lysander, brought up her little bet to jump up a hundred places in the rankings.

Lysander just gave her a nod-cool, unreadable-and Elara wasn't sure what to make of it. "Do you think I'm being reckless? Like, maybe I bit off more than I can chew?"

Lysander's expression softened a bit as he looked at her. "Nah, not at all."

"Really? You think I've got a shot?" She leaned in a little, sounding more eager. I've actually started getting the stuff you've been explaining to me lately."

"Don't stress," Lysander said, his tone calm but steady. "You're smarter than people give you credit for."

By "people," he meant Asher. Asher had once made some snide comment about Elara being slow, and while Lysander hadn't said anything at the time, he'd clocked it.

Elara's face lit up with a relieved smile. That's a huge weight off my shoulders! I was starting to worry I'd be nothing but dead. weight to you."

Lysander smiled back, his voice gentle. "It's no big deal. I've got your back."

smoothly until Elara noticed the room had gone

find her dad, Barrett, and Steven

she asked, "Uh, Dad? Why are you both looking at me

on. He turned back to Steven, though his mind

continued his conversation with Steven, Barrett felt a surge of satisfaction. Elara and Lysander were

Lysander as her future husband, there was this nagging feeling that his little girl was already on the verge of slipping away from him, swept up in something beyond his

some stuff to talk about, so Elara

for a bit. On

Chapter 14

and they picked up

which was honestly

a voice suddenly

her shock, the server was none other than Asher. She stared at him, completely caught off guard. "What

did you come here to mess with me on purpose?" He seemed convinced that, despite her cool act, Elara still had feelings for him and was just trying to get

word, just turned and walked off

but scoff. What's he so full of

"Nah, you have it. He kindly

longer, but bumping

next couple of weeks, Elara buried herself in her studies, with Lysander frequently stopping by her place to help

resist throwing shade. "Elara, having second thoughts? It's still not too late to quit, you know. Don't say I didn't warn you when you

her headphones in, and tuned him

practically flew home, feeling pretty good about how she'd done.

she got home and stepped into the yard, she found Lysander lounging around, sipping coffee, with Cotton-who was looking plumper by the

Cotton, giving the cat an affectionate squeeze, then grinned at

with that easy smile. "I come early every

curious look. "Don't you

was Lysander, the complete opposite. Every time Elara came back, she'd find Lysander just chilling, like he didn't have a care in the world, taking life at

don't do any school activities either?" she asked, trying to dig

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