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Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 1806

Odie couldn't help but chuckle at what Sophie said.

Sophie frowned, clearly not amused by Odie's untimely laughter. "What's so funny? I'm serious!"

"You actually bought it," Odie teased.

"You were messing with me?"

"Yep."

"You're definitely trouble."

"I never said I wasn't."

The beach by the harbor seemed endless, and Odie carried Sophie quite a way down it. Yet he didn't feel tired at all.

When they made it back to campus, Sophie hopped off the motorcycle and handed the helmet to Odie with a bright smile. "Thanks for today. It was really special for me."

Odie stayed seated on his bike, watching Sophie's face light up just because she'd skipped a day of classes. He asked, "What’s your usual routine like? You’re this thrilled over a single day out."

"Honestly, I’m usually pretty happy. My days are filled with classes, meals, and sleep. Sometimes I play the piano or paint. Lately, I’ve been into flower arranging..."

As she spoke, Odie could almost picture Sophie sitting by a window, playing the piano. She had played for him once, and she looked amazing doing it.

But they came from different worlds.

"Alright, princess, go back to your flowers. Stop tagging along with me."

Odie playfully tousled her hair. "Bye, shortie."

Sophie was taken aback for a moment.

When she turned around, Odie was already heading in the opposite direction.

"I'm not short! And... you're going the wrong way."

Sophie called after him, but he was already too far to hear.

Odie meandered through campus, and as sunset approached, he wandered into the school gardens.

His thoughts flickered back to Sophie mentioning her newfound hobby of flower arranging. Without much thought, he picked a few blooms.

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