𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞
In which elite secret couple of New York tries to love each other once again after years of betrayal.
"I knew you'd come back to me"
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CHAPTER FOUR
He couldn't focus.
James was getting distracted from his thoughts every minute he tried to focus on the lecture. He tapped his finger to the random rhythm and started to get frustrated that everything he read didn't even make sense.
Watching the clock ticking, he got restless on how much time he had wasted. The new semester had started, and James was determined to keep his GPA four flat as usual, even if he couldn't keep up with his cousin, Henry Lexington.
"That's it for today; I hope all of you finish the assignment I gave you. And please don't storm into my office again for an extra mark; I don't care about your perfect little score," His professor said, closing the touchscreen TV.
James practically ran outside as he started to suffocate with his thoughts. He looks over his phone,
Shine like the sun Hurry up before the food is finished
Prince of New York Pizza again?
Shine like the sun Of course Pizza or no food at all
Prince of New York and Nick agrees with you??
Shine like the sun He has a hangover, so he doesn't care much
Take it or leave, I won't cook for you again.
James was about to shove his phone when his calendar appeared on his lock screen, and his heart clenched.
Ten days before Princess's birthday
He felt hopeless the most.
He can't even move on with his relationship that had ended three years ago.
When she left him behind, she had taken everything from him, even his soul.
But the princess of New York is never gone from everyone's heart; she is a sweet, rich girl who always leaves a mark on New York even if she isn't there.
James stops at one of the famous clothing brands, watching her in the big picture as one of the models. She was already successful in her life and had reached her dream that she had been talking to him.
"What do you want to do after high school?" she asked, overseeing James as he memorized so hard for the social studies test next week.
Adeline rested her head on James's legs as both of them lay on his bed; she took one of his hands and intertwined with her before she kissed his knuckles, "I...don't know," he sighed, finally put his book aside, taking off his glasses, "I don't have a choice."
He ran his hand over her hair and tucked it neatly under her ears. "What about you?...fashion designer?"
She smiled at him, "you know me well," she answered, "collabs with family business sounds good too."
