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15. SINGLE
~ Zoie’s POV ~ The car ride to the party’s venue was mostly filled with silence. Asher was driving the car, a black BMW that Zoie’s dad had prepared. Zoie sat in the passenger seat and she’d occasionally steal glances at Asher. He didn’t say a word to her all night long and there was a strange coldness in the air. I wonder if he’s mad at me? “You know, if you don’t feel like going to the party, you shouldn’t have come. I can drive myself,” Zoie said, breaking the deadly silence. “I know that,” he replied coolly. “And do I need to remind you? We both agree this whole bodyguard thing was just a front for my dad, so you don’t have to take it seriously,” Asher let out a scoff. “Trust me, I’m not doing anything I don’t wanna do,” he said without taking his eyes off the road. Asher was a
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