๐ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ฅโฆ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐.
I think this pen pal thing is stupid and a waste of my time. Yet I signed up for it anyway because my best friend begged me to do so.
Iโm intentionally rude, blunt, and short as hell when I write my first letter to Ethan. But instead of not writing me back like Iโd been wanting, he not only sends me a letter in return, but he includes a picture of himself and says heโs going to enjoy the chase Iโm putting up.
Iโm not sure what to make of this man, especially when I struggle to be sexually attracted to people if I donโt have an emotional bond with them. But fine. If he wants to play this game, Iโll let him.
Because thereโs no way he can make me fall for him through letters, right?
Wrong.
Now, Iโm sitting at the airport, waiting to meet him. Will he see the grump heโs gotten tangled up with and run the other way, or will he still want me despite my cold, rough exterior?
**๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐๐ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ.