Chapter 20

Maybe I was just overthinking it, but the moment I said that, Oliver looked super on edge. But I had to say it. This stuff matters. I held my ground. “We’ll end up going our separate ways. I can’t take this.” The light hit Oliver’s face just right, and I could tell he was in a bad mood. His blue eyes went icy, and even his voice dropped a few notches in tone. He didn’t bother looking at me and said, “Let’s talk about that when we actually break up.” I blinked, turning slightly to look at him. I noticed his Adam’s apple bob a little. He was clearly pissed, and honestly, I didn’t get why. But then his face shifted back to that usual, perfectly composed smile. “The whole mate thing? There’s a system. There are rules. Ending it isn’t random.” “We literally just became mates today—don’t you think it’s way too soon to start worrying about breaking up?” Sitting in the passenger seat, I stared at him, stunned. His smile was flawless, like he’d practiced it a hundred times. And I couldn’t stop