Chapter Twenty Three

Adaline Point of View

"Blu?" I say, then a laugh burbles out of me

She grins shamelessly, like a woman who has no care in the world "I swear my hair is just coincedental."

I laugh harder at her words "Blu, your hair is not coincedental, you had your name before your hair."

She smiles at me, then take another bite of her burger, and I stare at her, she has this young glow around her, and I feel old.

"How old are you, Blu?" I ask, not caring if it's appropiate or not.

"I am twenty seven." She says, and my eyes widen in shock

"No way." I gasp, then look at her again

"Yes, I am." She laughs at my expression

"You look young, I though maybe something along the lines of twenty five or younger, definitely not twenty seven." I say

She shrugs with a smile "Can I guess your age?"

I nod, humouring her "Try."

"Twenty eight."

I smile, then nod "I am twenty eight.''

We stay in a comfortable silence as she takes the last bites of her burger, and I, the last scoop of my Icecream.

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