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.]

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

Perhaps Lia could respectfully see you as

went silent. Everyone was holding his breath, not wanting to get

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

only waited about five minutes when a new message lit up the chat. But upon reading

Louie trying to speak for her? Since when did he

to type a response when he suddenly

zemrence Puchaga teacher–student

he hesitated another

that work to leam Would you

me

dissipated instantly whh that message His stem face softened into a smile and long fingers tapped out

Condela receveda prate message from Mr A–Round with all the study

up as she saw it (Thank you

then, she had returned to the classroom Aher sending her reply, she slung her backpack over her shoulder,

from Lamy popped up Miss Cordelia, Miss Julians insisted I take her home first. Hold

while Juliana was still asleep,

Juliana was a

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

but as she was about to hail one, a topless blue sports car skidded to a

seats,

to the passenger seat. Lis, need a lift?”

sure looked dashing behind

get home and

Here we got Yates exclaimed, flooring the accelerator as they zipped away from

Spent

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

grinned as he drove, catching the eyes of gris like friend who was practically glowing

his

like a pair of youngsters in the throes

Everard’s eyes darkened

drive from school to home usually took Larry half an

it

Delaney Manor without slowing

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