Chapter 42: Blood Doesn't Bind Us

Oliver's POV

The idea hit me like a spark, igniting an unexpected rush of hope. Isabella, jealous? Over me?

Gabriel took a slow sip of his coffee, shooting me that smug, know-it-all look he pulls whenever I'm being a total idiot. "Well, you're not completely hopeless after all."

I leaned forwar...

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