The Blonde Identity

by Ally Carter

“You know, most people would ask, do you think someone loves me?” Zoe closed her eyes. She pretended to sleep. She didn’t want to admit that, deep down, she already knew the answer was no.

Ok wow. No reason to do that to me

“I told you I could get her to trust me.”

Ouch my heart

Sawyer gave it a second then shouted, “I don’t know what that means!”

“Then we’ll go to mine,” he told her. “Where’s that?” “Wherever you are.”

God that was cheesy