My Best Friend Stole My Royal Boyfriend

Chapter 58

Chapter 58

She smiles, “he’s already agreed. You’ll be in his car; Henry and I will be in a different vehicle. It should give you more bonding time.”

Bonding time? My mother didn’t know what she was speaking about or encouraging, for that matter. The bonding between Adam and me isn’t the kind of bonding you see between siblings.

I packed my bags, just in case I wanted to go for a swim. A few minutes later and we are on our way to the lake. As usual, Adam and I are barely speaking to each other. He hasn’t said a single word to me.

I play with my fingers in my lap, “who was that girl from earlier?” I break the silence with a question bugging me since earlier.

Tdon’t want to care, but I do. He doesn’t have to know why I’m asking; he could think I’m curious. He quirks a brow, “why do you ask?” I cross my arms over my chest, “forget that I asked. It’s not important.”.

“She’s someone from my past school. You wouldn’t be seeing her around again.” He finally responds.

Wouldn’t be seeing her around again? Could it be that he dated her and chose this morning to break it off? I want to ask, but I don’t want him to think I’m invested in his relationships.

“How far are we from the lake?” I ask him. – There are many other questions I have for him, but I’m waiting for the right moment to ask them. “Are you that impatient?” He answers my question with one of his own. I roll my eyes, “of course not. It was a simple question.” I’m about to say something else when a building comes into my view.

“Isn’t this…”

“The school that all royals attend.” He says before I can finish the question. “Yes, it is.”

My lips part, and I feel a weird pain in my chest, the same kind that I felt whenever I was close to Adam. It wasn’t as strong, but it made me feel uncomfortable.

“It’s so unfair; why do they have the best schools when commoners don’t,” I mumble.

He gives me a sideways glance, “it sounds to me like you have something against the royals. Most people worship them; what’s your issue?”

llaugh,”my issue? They don’t care about anyone but themselves. Where do you ever see them doing anything to better our lives? We’re the ones giving everything to serve them. It should be the other way around. I don’t know why they don’t use their power for good instead of bad.”

He shrugs his shoulders, “it depends on how you look at it. They have those schools because they’re training to protect those who can’t protect themselves. Not all of them only care about themselves. Don’t judge everyone badly because of one or two.”

“Are you defending them?” I ask him. He doesn’t answer me. Instead, he pulls into a road that goes into the forest. “We’re almost there.” In a few minutes, he stops the vehicle. His dad and my mom are not here yet; it’s just the two of us for

now.  seen Derore.

place?” I ask

“I stumbled upon it one day

of it.

something like this to me. But that’s not what has me in so much shock. It’s the fact that I feel the same way. I feel connected to this place somehow. Like this isn’t my first time here when I know that I haven’t been here before, not even once in my life. This is the

How many women have

I want to hear that he hasn’t loved anyone before. I want to hear

it matter so much to me? I have no clue. But I wait for him to give me an answer. His eyes flash and pin me against the

between us, and he’s looming over me with his

to the side and studies me with that intense gaze that leaves my

those are very personal questions to be

to know you. Maybe I want to know every part of you. Maybe I want to know why on earth I feel this

in

with him thinking that

says suddenly.

to mean? Was that his way of distracting me from my questions

a bad thing?” “I’m still trying to

you think I started the fire in the cafeteria?” I murmur. It’s the question I’ve been dying to ask, and I finally built up the courage to do

are responsible for it.” “How is that possible?” I ask him. “I’m a commoner; you saw it

he’s being honest. I’m still not sure how he figured it was me that started it, to begin with. It would mean that

think that you can teach me how to use it?” I ask him. “What makes you

at teaching my body how

belly. Being this

gently strokes the side of my arm. “W-what are you doing?” I stutter. “Teaching you.” He says. His voice was thick. “What does touching me have anything to

has to be done. I have to

face close to my neck. I

my head; I cannot form

when he grips my waist and

us.

arms around his neck and hold

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