Listen, Olive,” he said earnestly, “I need you to consider something: What if Adam likes you, too? What if he wants something more?” She laughed. “There is no way.” “Why not?” “Because.” “Because what?” “Because he’s him. He’s Adam Carlsen, and I . . .” She trailed off. No need to continue. And I’m me. I am nothing special
— Sep 02, 2026 08:51AM
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