The moment we reach the fair, I don’t feel so stiff or reluctant anymore.
I don’t know why, but when the cool night air and the ocean breeze caress my skin, I feel so much better, as if all my doubts and worries have washed away for the time being.
“See? I told you, you would love it!”
Maybe it’s the look on my face, but Clara somehow knows exactly how I feel.
I shake my head, trying to hide the grin that she so easily warmed me up to. “I wouldn’t go that far this soon.”
“Oh, please,” she rolls her eyes, locking the car as she meets me halfway around it, heading toward what seems like the entrance to the fair. “Honestly, if you’re planning to lie straight to my face, I would politely suggest you think otherwise. Because if you don’t know me already, I’m very good at catching lies.”
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