Chapter 15 That stupid smirk of his

Emma’s POV

“I can do this.”

I clutch my textbook tighter against my chest, standing in front of the glass doors of Olivia’s duplex penthouse like it’s some kind of final exam I didn’t study enough for. My reflection stares back at me, equally unconvinced.

“I’m just here to read, use their fast Wi...

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