Chapter 15 THE MORE THE MERRIER

KAYLA

My chest felt tight, a lingering, annoying knot of irritation sitting right under my ribs. It was stupid, but I was pissed. I was entirely jealous that Rhea had just marched right up to Zayn's porch and interrupted us. Usually, Zayn’s time belonged entirely to me, and since his dad had locked...

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