Xavier's POV
Stopping the car near the vanity, I scanned the surroundings. My instincts heightened by the eerie quietness of the place. The air was crisp and chill.
My gaze locked onto Emily and Jessica, walking towards a tent. Jessica carried a bundle of firewood, while Emily held a freshly caught fish in her hand.
“Impressive, Nico’s already got the tent set up,” Emily remarked in a light tone.
“Told you, he’s an expert at this,” Jessica replied, a smirk evident on her face.
“He’s the best,” Emily agreed.
“Girl, you have just seen an ounce of it,” said Jessica, throwing the bundle on the ground. “You must see him in the ring. When he fights, he makes every girl drool.”
“Really? If he is that good, then why Ashlyn?” Emily asked, hanging the fish on a loop of a tent.
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