Chapter 12
I absolutely believed Tanner was capable of showing up unannounced.]]
Whatever–he could keep following my IG. I muted his notifications and went on with my life.[]
For three days straight, I posted nothing but food content.[]
My mom noticed and slid into my DMs:]]
Sweetie… who’s the chef???]
I played it casual:
Just a guy from my flat. Also American. We share meals sometimes.]
One night, defeated by British cafeteria food, I was slumped on the couch making hungry noises when Tristan emerged from his room, hair a mess, looking deeply unamused.]
Without a word, he marched into the kitchen and made pasta with angry precision. I drank the tomato sauce straight from the jar.
After class, I picked up some ribs from Tesco, hoping Tristan would know what to do with them.]
But as I turned the corner toward my building, I stopped cold.[]
Leaning against the brick wall, looking tired and tense, was Tanner.]
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