Chapter 63 Confirmed

Rosalind's POV

I have one foot inside the car when Marlowe slams the door on my leg.

"Ow! Marlowe!"

"Out." She yanks me backward by my jacket so hard I almost fall on the gravel. "Out, out, out. You are not getting in a stranger's car at midnight because a boy sent you a text."

"He's not a stran...

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