❝Lai, you're really pushing your luck tonight.❞
❝Luck is for the weak, J. I prefer calculated risks.❞
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forget quadratic equations; Laia's equation is more like "Revenge = Fun + Chaos."
armed with sarcasm, a knack for misch...
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"
only in my dreams - the marias
You're everything I need,
To bare this fear,
The demons in my bed,
They're always here
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CHARLESTON.
3RDPERSON POV
Laia sat on the open back of the truck, her legs crossed on the floor, the wind tousling her hair as the vehicle sped through the winding roads. Despite the strange encounter at the Limbrey mansion, she couldn't help but feel a surge of exhilaration.
"Hey, Laia, you good back there?" JJ shouted over the noise of the engine.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just needed some fresh air after all that craziness." Laia replied with a forced grin.
Pope, sitting beside JJ in the front seat, turned to glance at her. "You took a pretty hard fall back there. You sure you're okay?"
Laia nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Tough as nails, remember?"
"Here we go now!" The truck took a sharp turn, and Laia instinctively gripped the sides. She looked out at the passing scenery, the lush trees, and the fading sunlight casting a golden glow on everything. Laia spared a quick glance over her shoulder, her eyes widened when she saw the creepy dude following them in a car.