"Okay." I loosen my grip a little, just to tease her.
"Seriously, Levi, just keep the book. I don't want it anymore."
"And I don't want it either," I say, a slow smirk appearing on my lips. "Just tell me what dreams Chloe was talking about, and I'll leave you alone for the rest of the flight."
I feel bad for trying to force her this way, but it doesn't mean I'm letting her go.
Chloe mentioned that she shouldn't let anyone stop her from following her dreams, and I'm desperate to know what those dreams are—and if I'm the one who's stopping her.
She exhales, her shoulders falling. "Why do you care, anyway?"
"Because," I pause, choosing my words carefully. "We're friends. And friends tell each other stuff. They help each other."
'Friends.' The word makes me inwardly wince each time I sa
