“Life doesn’t give you what you want. But what you fight for.”
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~ Elizabeth ~
“I’m Luke Maxwell,” Mom’s boyfriend said with a polite smile, stretching his hand out.
I took it, trying not to look too curious. “Nice to meet you, Luke. I’m Elizabeth Bennett.”
The moment our hands met, a random thought danced across my mind—If he and Mom get married, does that mean I’ll have to call him Dad too? I mean, seriously? That would be weird. Because well, he looks young. Almost too young. Is he actually young, or does he just have good skin and a killer gym schedule?
“Let’s have a seat,” he said.
As we settled in, the waiter floated over with a bright smile and fancy menus, each one almost the size of a yearbook. I held mine open for what felt like forever, squinting at the endless list of
