✧𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬✧
"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫"
𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊!! 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: July 11
Powers, weaknesses, and strengths. It's a love story, but this isn't a fairytale.
Violet...
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Violet ~ ~ ~
"You really think so?"
He hums in response. "I do. And I know that there is a big bird's nest right outside of that rusty entrance."
"Really?" I gasp in excitement, ignoring what feels to be a hundred pairs of eyes on us.
"I can show you it later," he whispers, a tiny grin on his face.
I finally surrender and turn my head towards everyone who pretends not to be watching us but secretly are.
Mason came back to the underground again today.
He said he's going crazy at not seeing me and at the thought of Carter returning. He's being extremely stupid coming down here and at risk of someone trying to kill him, but he doesn't seem to mind.
Cash scolded everyone to leave us two alone, but I know that he's even keeping an eye on us. Nobody trusts him yet, and I'm fine with that. I know it takes a lot to trust your main enemy, and only having to do it because he's in love with someone on your team.
But I trust Mason with my whole heart.
We're in the corner of the gym, sitting on the bench close to each other.
"How can you stand this place?" He asks.
I giggle. "There's good people here. And I need to train, which you are rudely interrupting."
"Why don't you train with me?" His voice comes out low.
"We can't." I shake my head. "People would freak out."
"Hm." He seems distracted by something. "That red head you love keeps staring right at me."
I drift my eyes over at Noah, which indeed, he is staring directly at Mason. He's not even trying to hide it.
"Noah!" I call out. "Come over here!"
His cheeks redden in embarrassment. He shakes his head, looking at me in disbelief.
"Or else I'll hide the apples," I mouth to him.
He groans in frustration. "Bitch," he mouths right back, nervously and slowly striding towards us.
I stand up from the bench, turning towards Mason. I only realize now that I'm hardly an inch taller than him while he's sitting down. As he stands up, I have to lift my head to maintain eye contact.
