Old Dreams No Return (Serena) novel Chapter 152

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Chapter130.

Afternoon slumber finally released me from the hotel room at three. I stretched languidly, reaching for my phone, and a smile touched my lips as f scanned the vibrant online world.

A gentle gare fell upon me.

I turned to find Tyrell standing nearby, sunlight streaming around him, cradling a bowl of oatmeal.

T’m so sorry for just coming in. I saw you were awake and… Well, I thought you might be hungry,” He stammered, his cheeks coloring.

I found myself charmed by his shyness, a vulnerability usually reserved for much younger girls.

For a moment, I was taken aback, the urge to tease him rising.

“Are you a senior waiter here? You certainly make the uniform look good.”

My teasing words sent the young man in his white T-shirt and sports gear into a flustered panic. He hastily placed the oatmeal on the table.

“No, please don’t misunderstand. I’m not a waiter. I’m Tyrell Vaughn, your fellow alumnus from USF. You were in Class 6, I was in Class 9. Remember? We got lost camping in the mountains, and you helped me find our way back. You even taught me how to navigate.”

A flicker of recognition sparked in my mind as I rubbed my temples. Yes, that did sound familiar.

So you are Tyrell Vaughn? No wonder you seemed so familiar yesterday. And… you’ve bought quite a few of my online listings, haven’t you? Well, hello. I’m Kaylie…”

Then, remembering my current identity, I shifted awkwardly, “Actually, I’m Anya. For now, and forevermore.”

Tyrell’s eyes welled with emotion.”Okay, Anya. Friends then. Actually, I hope we could…”

Just friends, Tyrell. Thank you. It’s good to see you remember me,” I cut him off gently, a prickle of unease at the thought of getting close to anyone, let

alone a man.

I was filled to the brim with fear, the ghosts of my marriage to Leland surfacing in sharp, painful clarity. The memory left me recoiling, unable to meet another man’s gaze.

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