Chapter 46

Cordelia froze, her eyes locked on the text message that had just lit up her phone screen.

Had she read that right?

While she lost herself in the bewilderment, a voice snapped her out. “Cordelia, you leaving? They’re about to lock up the auditorium.”

She stood up, looking a bit confused. “Yeah, I’m leaving.”

Clutching her textbooks, she slipped her phone into her pocket and exited the classroom.

Inside the Midnight Scent, Everard fixed his eyes on his phone, fixated on the last message he’d sent. [Call me dear, and it’s yours to borrow.]

He still remembered the introduction when Cordelia joined the group chat. Stanton had called her Louie’s dear good friend.

There he was, lowering his guard, sweet–talking and cooing, and he hadn’t even managed to get her to add him on social media, and Louie just swooped in as ‘dear friend“?

How could a girl so casually call someone ‘dear“?

His finger tapped lightly on the table as he imagined her calling him dear in that soft, sweet voice. But why hadn’t she replied to his message yet?

Meanwhile, the group chat “Who exactly is this girl?” was blowing up.

Bland started. [Damn! What’s going on in here? Is Mr. Watkins flirting?]

Stanton typed. [Lia’s got guts, still no reply. Is she rejecting him? We’re witnessing a flirtation fail and might be doomed!]

The rest of the chat expressed their nervousness with shivering emojis.

Frankie added, [He’s been talking a lot lately, which is abnormal. Should someone warn the girl not to tick him off? I’m worried she might vanish from the chat by tomorrow!]

Stanton replied, I don’t dare.]

Bland echoed [Same here]

The rest texted. (Even less.]

group chat shook in their virtual boots, silently observing. Just as they were fretting for Cordelia, a new message

dare not call you dear. Perhaps Lia could respectfully see you as her teacher if you

silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire

about it. After all, his young friend was a bit

the chat. But upon reading it,

trying to speak for her? Since when did he get to make decisions for Cordelia?

about to type a response

Puchaga teacher–student

another

asked hould that work to leam Would you be

me

whh that message His stem face softened

from Mr A–Round with

saw it (Thank you Sir

the classroom Aher sending her reply, she slung her backpack over her

Miss Julians insisted I take her home first. Hold on for a bit drop her off and

in the morning while Juliana was still asleep, taking the subway and bus to school

Juliana was a

for fifteen minutes. Cordelia was only five minutes. laner than usual and Juliane had already left.

for Larry Cordelia decided to take a taxi, but as she was about to

seats,

pointed to the passenger seat. Lis,

looked dashing behind the

and dive into the materials to solve the mistery nagging at

the accelerator as they zipped away from the Midnight

Spent

Everard glanced out the window just in time to see the passing car

their age, the redhead boy wildly grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who

his

looked like a pair of youngsters in

Everard’s eyes darkened

drive from school to home usually took Larry half an hour.

it in fifteen.

the Delaney Manor without

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