Chapter 41

WREN.

"How's your back?" I suddenly asked as soon as the waitress dropped Denzel's new order on the table.

He nodded, taking a full scoop of pasta in his mouth."It's fine,I guess."

I shivered a little and took the fork, fiddling it in between my fingers.

"Wren."He called, probably noticing my counte...

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