Page 141 of The Hatesick Diaries (St. Mary's Rebels 5)

He gave me the best thing anyone ever could have.

Actually, no one ever has before.

Lucas always hated my reading. Well, hate is a strong word. He used to… dislike it slightly and never took much interest in it. He was a sporty guy all around. He wasn’t into books, which is fine. But he’d hate it when I got so engrossed in a book that I wouldn’t pay attention to him.

So I wouldn’t read much around him or talk about reading.

Plus the fact that I was going to go to NYU for literature and creative writing. That sort of put us on shaky ground as well.

But anyway.

Bossman

I did.

I blink at his reply.

Servant Girl

You did what?

Bossman

Know.

I stare at his message for a few seconds. Until it clicks.

Until I understand what he means and then I can’t type fast enough.

Servant Girl

You knew that I read on my phone?

Bossman

Yes.

Wasn’t hard to guess. Since you read all the time.

I put my phone down for a second.

And breathe.

I simply breathe. And stare out of my window.

The drapes are closed so it’s not as if I’m seeing anything. But if they weren’t, I would.

Look directly at his window.

Across the green grounds of Davidson Manor.

That’s where his bedroom is.

Not that he’s here. On the property. But still.

Then I pick it back up and type again.

Servant Girl