The Elite (The Selection #2) Page 64
I smiled. “Not unless you think me staying is a bad thing.”
Lucy squealed. “Really?”
“Absolutely.”
“But how?” Anne asked. “I thought you said—”
“I know, I know. It’s hard to explain. All I can say is that I’ve been given a second chance. Maxon matters to me, and I’m going to fight for him.”
“That’s so romantic!” Mary cried, and Lucy started clapping her hands.
“Hush, hush!” Anne called out sternly. I thought she would be excited and didn’t understand her sudden seriousness.
“If she’s going to win, we need a plan.” Her smile was diabolical, and I grinned with her. I’d never met anyone as organized as these girls. If I had them, there was no way I could lose.
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