"Let's make a bet" His hand clasped mine before I walked across him, sending an electric bolt through my body. It left me slightly flustered, but it never reached my face. I snatched my hand out of his grasp before he walked up to look me in the face. I scoffed as I crossed my hands while masking a smirk, my tone sardonic. "Interesting, a bet with your brother's tormenter?" ... Abbey has it all planned out- complete her sixth form, graduate from Oxford, and work towards her dreams- yet all of them fall apart when the twin of her ex, Vincent Vargas, walks into her life. The worst part is this loner, hot-headed boy with quick fists is not just there to stand; with a bet on his hand, he's ready to stick around her for thirty days- that's the short period to find out the truth of what happened two years ago, and a chance to have his trust in her proven right- or proven wrong. Abbey thinks she knows the truth, but there's one missing piece that seems impossible to figure out, throwing another set of questions at them. The clocking is ticking, and there are only thirty days to figure out. It's either all or nothing. ... PS: Thank you @devarsh_yagnik for creating such a beautiful cover for my novel!
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