#Chapter 101: Race to the Finish

Ella

With my evening of pizza and true crime shows having been abruptly shattered by Logan’s obnoxious honking outside, I sighed and leaned on the balcony railing. There he was, sitting in his red convertible with a sheepish grin on his face.

“Wanna go for a joyride?” he called up to me, the grin on his face only widening even more.

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