Chapter 27 Just Tell Her, Idiot

ARES’S POV

Four times since we left the quad, I typed the same four words. Four times I deleted them.

We need to talk.

The phone sat in my pocket, waiting for me to mean it.

The cafeteria didn’t give a shit. Trays slamming down, somebody laughing too loud two tables over—none of that was the noise...

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