Chapter 126: “I Rejected Heights Only to Be Publicly Defeated by Three Plastic Bottles”

*We had barely taken a few steps away from the Ferris wheel when Grayson slowed beside me, just enough to tilt his head slightly in that calm, considering way of his. “You didn’t have to go that hard on him,” he said, voice steady, like he was discussing something minor. Something reasonable. So...

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