Chapter 411

Zayn paused, a little thrown. After a beat, he said, "Alright, give it a try."

He strode off, and Tina glided along on her roller skates, sticking close and playing Victor's story again.

Zayn just walked on, eyes on the greenery. He knew that if he took the grassy path instead of the smooth walkway, her skates wouldn't stand a chance.

But seeing the determined grin on her face, he decided against it.

Here was this writer, who, rain or shine, joined him for walks twice a day, and even practiced skating just to keep up. Making her struggle by taking the tougher route felt a bit cruel.

With a quiet sigh, he thought, 'Fine, let her be.'

Besides, he had heard enough of "Beauty and the Boss" by now to find it less cheesy than he'd expected; some parts were actually entertaining. He figured it was as good a way as any to pass the time.

Tina, catching his look, smirked. "Ha! Told you I'd keep up! Just say the word when you're ready to play Victor, and I'll stop tagging along."

writers have, like, deadlines? How do you

online one, so I

saying, "You've spent so much time on me. Aren't you worried it's gonna

you end up saying no, this daily exercise has done wonders for me She grinned. "Honestly, I feel way stronger. I don't get tired as easily, my back pain's

Tina's easygoing optimism was refreshing; he felt a bit more at ease about

the continent in a dim basement in Southeast Talandra, a rugged man with a close-cropped head, scars crisscrossing

the other, his

was fighting his way through terrorists in the Osceiton film, "Boundary

action-he was focused on the

smirk, he used the dagger

film and stared

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became some big shot. Your movie is booming here

low growl. "This time, I'm taking your head as an offering for my foster father

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