Auburn Mason Reed,†I say out loud.
What are the chances?
I smile and run my thumb over the letters in her middle name. “We have the same middle name.â€
I look back up at Adam, and he’s lowering his bed again with a faint smile on his face. “That could be fate, you know.â€
I shake my head, dismissing his comment. “I’m pretty sure she’s your fate. Not mine.â€
His voice is strained, and it takes a tremendous amount of effort for him to roll onto his side. He closes his eyes and says, “Hopefully she has more than one fate, Owen.
— Colleen Hoover
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