Alex Wexford
You were "JUST A BET"
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Alex Wexford’s POV
It started the night after another fight.
He and Ella had known each other forever. They grew up together. Everyone thought they were meant to be. They weren’t.
They were more like a habit. They had been on and off since they were fifteen. She knew everything about him---his anger, his family, his secrets---and he knew hers. But whatever they had felt it was old now too old . It felt almost empty.
They sat in her car, parked behind a party. She lit a cigarette, like always.
Let’s make it fun,she said.
You pick a guy, I pick a girl. First to sleep with them wins.He didn’t answer. He knew she was bored. Restless. She was dangerous when she felt like this. Then she nodded.
Her. The Callahan girl.That name hit hard. He hated that family. Her brother got his little brother addicted. That was enough reason to hate her too even if she hadn’t done anything.
She’s perfect,Ella said with a smirk. He looked once. She was quiet, guarded, worn out. But something about her made him pause.
Fine,he said anyway. The next day, he went and talked to her. It felt like it was nothing. [USER] Callahan’s POV She wasn’t stupid. She knew Alex Wexford had no reason to be talking to her. He was rich, smooth, and dating Ella Grayson. Everyone said they were childhood sweethearts. They were the kind of couple people expected to get married one day. So what was he doing here? She didn’t smile. She just watched him and listened. He talked like he was trying, but something in his voice felt off like he wasn’t used to being real. Still, he kept showing up. Even though she told herself not to fall for it, she liked the way he looked at her. He looked at her like she wasn’t just a last name. She didn’t know there was a game behind it. She just knew that--for once--someone saw her.