Pretty Little Game by Ivy Thorn EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Ivy Thorn
- Language: English
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- Genre: Ghost Fiction
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Two Years Later
“Oh, shit,” Ellie mutters beside me as we wait for our History of Musical
Theater class to start.
“What?” I ask, turning to follow her gaze to the door, but I already know.
Cassio’s standing in the doorway, his stupidly charming smile spreading
easily across his face as our eyes meet.
“What is he doing here?” I demand of Ellie for what feels like the hundredth
My first day of senior year, and I’m beyond angsty–not because of my choice
of classes but who is in them. After giving me two years of stone-cold silence
following our kiss before sophomore year, Cassio is suddenly everywhere.
How he was in three of my theater-related morning classes when he’s been an
environmental science major for as long as I’ve known him is beyond me.
Ellie seemed as baffled by his behavior as I am when we talked about it over
lunch. But what really galls me is that he’s sat next to me in each class.
“Maybe you should just try asking him this time,” Ellie suggests lightly, and I
scowl at her. “Or not,” she backpedals quickly.
“I tried talking to him. I tried every time I ran into him for, like, a year. He
wasn’t interested in letting me in then. Why should I have to make an effort
now? I swear he’s doing this just to piss me off,” I gripe, crossing my arms
and slumping in my chair as I look away from him, refusing to play into his
“Look, I don’t know what really happened between you two, but seriously, I
doubt he picked his classes just to irritate you,” Ellie reasoned.
“Then why is he in all of mine?”
I tried to ignore him this morning, stonewalling him in the same way he has
me for two years now. But that seemed an almost impossible feat when he
kept cracking jokes and muttering comments under his breath that I
desperately wanted to respond to.
Still, I did my best, refusing to meet his eyes or acknowledge him, even when
he said my name. Because he’s well past the opportunity to make things right
with me. I hate Cassio. I hate him because, at one point, he let me think we
might have a special connection.
He took my heart that night he kissed me. And like a ruthless asshole, he
tossed it over his shoulder and walked away. Leaving me at a loss for what I
could have possibly done wrong.
“Ladies,” Cassio says in his silky voice, interrupting our conversation.
I can hear the smile lingering on his face, but I refuse to look.
“Hey, Cass,” Ellie says jovially, and I glare at her to make her betrayal clear.
It feels like she’s done a good amount of that over the past two years, though
I’ve tried not to be bitter about the fact that she found love and I didn’t.
While Lucca and Ellie seem to be going as strong as ever, I’ve learned to
cope with the pain of Cassio’s initial rejection and the hurt and resentment
that’s lingered since.
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