Page 114 of The Odds of Happily Ever After

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“Chloe.”

“It’ll be good practice for when Professor Martins starts giving you the real thing.”

I hung up on her.

A second later, a message popped up on my phone.

Chloe

You’re welcome. And enjoy

I dropped my head back against the sofa and groaned.

chapter thirty-six

gabe

Gabe

Please clear the rest of my day.

Harry

Are you sick?

Gabe

No.

Harry

Wow, my boss finally got himself a social life!

Cesar

How are you?

I knew somethingwas wrong the moment Luna opened the door.

Her grin seemed forced and she could barely meet my eyes. Even the makeup she’d put on didn’t mask her agitation. It was a far cry from the Luna I said goodbye to just hours earlier.

“What happened?” I asked as I stepped inside her apartment.

She blinked at the tray I carried. “Is that boba?”

“I hope I got the right one.” I had seen her carrying the distinct purple-marked cup around campus and had to look up the brand.

“It’s my favorite. Thank you,” she said as I handed the drink to her. “You didn’t get a drink for yourself?”

“No. I don’t drink that.”

She grinned, looking more like herself. “Have you tried it?”

I shook my head. “There are things I don’t need to try, Luna,” I told her as I removed my shoes.

“You have to, at least once!” She glanced down, her eyes widening. “The jeans are back! And with sneakers?” She smiled up at me, and my heart hammered against my chest. “You took my advice.”

“It’s your birthday. I thought I’d give it a try.”

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