Chapters (65)
- Dedication
- Playlist
- Prologue
- FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
- One
- SIX YEARS AGO
- Two
- PRESENT
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- ARIA
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty One
- Twenty Two
- Twenty Three
- Twenty Four
- Twenty Five
- Twenty Six
- Twenty Seven
- Twenty Eight
- Twenty Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty One
- Thirty Two
- Thirty Three
- Thirty Four
- Thirty Five
- Thirty Six
- Thirty Seven
- Thirty Eight
- Thirty Nine
- Forty
- Forty One
- SIX YEARS LATER
- Forty Two
- Epilogue
- ONE YEAR LATER
- Author’s Note
- Prologue
- JANE REYES
- Chapter One
- JANE REYES
- Untitled
- Untitled
- Killian De Luca
- Killian De Luca
- NINE YEARS AGO
- Untitled
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
Ace decided to put a medium length table for Thalia and me since it's just us two living here. "Well, I had to make some sort of dramatic suspenseful moment for you, Xander," Thalia says as she flips her hair over her shoulder.
I admire her.
Thalia De Luca has this beauty in her that I’ve never seen in any other girl.
Her bright green eyes and dark features make her so beautiful and eye-catching that you can't look away from her. Her attitude just makes her even more alluring and captivating.
Maybe that's why I love this girl. Maybe that's why I'm so obsessed with her because she is perfect for me.
Both of us are the same but different in a weird fucked up way.
Now the hard part is fucking telling her. She'd probably run away if I told her.
"Why are we having this dinner, Thalia?"
"Because I want to talk about what's going on with us," she says before putting food on her plate from the bowls in the middle of the table. "Something changed over the last few weeks. Things have been changing between us and we need to be on the same page. We are living together so things are different now."
"Damn right."
"So, Xander, tell me why you even started to hate me in the first place because that's the one thing that I really am interested in knowing."
I smirk.
The fact that she doesn't know makes me pissed.
"Your fifth birthday and my sixth birthday. What did I give you?"
Thalia looks at me and furrows her eyebrows. She's thinking, replaying the events that happened that day.
I wouldn't be surprised if she forgot. I remember because that's the day she broke my heart.
I was a kid, sure. But I was a kid who had a massive crush on Thalia De Luca.
"A flower from the field."
"And did you keep the flower?" I raise my eyebrow at her.
"I remember putting it in my pocket, but I couldn't find it the next day," Thalia says, which makes my head spin in a different direction.
She put it in her pocket.
"I saw you drop the flower on the field before running to your dad."
Thalia's eyebrows furrowed. "I dropped it? I thought it was in my pocket. When I got home, I remember wanting to put it somewhere safe and keep it forever like I told you. I couldn't find it though." I can't help but smile at her. I hated her for a good fifteen years because of that damn flower. Thalia starts laughing and I swear to God it's the most beautiful thing in the world. "You’re fucking crazy."
"Yea I know." I laugh with her, and she just shakes her head.
"I can't believe you were pissed at me for some misunderstanding, Xander. You really are petty."
I let out another small laugh and shake my head. "Why did you hate me?"