Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

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Phoebe scooped up a mouthful of oatmeal heaped with brown sugar and pouted as she said, “Those

bowls of meat stew could have been ours if those bitches hadn’t played dirty.”

Wanda laughed. “Cheer up. Let’s grab some kebabs tonight and have all the meat we want. My treat.”

She was moved when the students in Class 2 had defended her during the fight earlier even though she

had already been transferred to Class 1.

Just then, Harvey walked toward their table carrying his food tray, which he set down in front of Wanda.

He said quietly, “Here, you can have the stew…”

“Wow,” a few of the girls mused enviously in unison.

Only Phoebe and Christine frowned as they cast a sharp look in Carlisle’s direction, who did not so much

as glance in their direction.

Wanda shook her head. “Thanks, but I’ll just stick to oatmeal.”

“I… lost this meat stew to Carlisle,” Harvey admitted with some difficulty as color crept into his cheeks.

So, this bowl is from Carlisle?” Wanda

I lost it to him, but I’m giving

doesn’t belong to

it on Wanda’s tray. He glared at Phoebe and demanded, “Did

I just gave

him incredulously. “You-”

at that moment. She even wondered if

Daniel were making their way over to Wanda’s table with their food trays. Marcus explained, I lost my bowl to Carlisle too, and he told me to give

taking the bowl from Marcus‘ tray and placing it on her own. She beamed

Carlisle for me, would you?‘

“Which one of

in surprise.

breath hitched when his gaze met Christine’s. She had

delicate features, Christine’s beauty was on par with Wanda’s–though she was not quite as elegant and

Daniel staring at her.

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Embarrassed, he explained, “I lost my lunch to Carlisle as well. I was told to give it to

She didn’t

was his fellow high school alumnus. To make matters worse, she had a crush on him back

just take the food!” Phoebe prompted, grabbing the bowl from Daniel’s tray and transferring it onto Christine’s. “You’d be insane to turn it down.”

returning

at a leisurely pace,

sitting down on the bench across the table,