---- Chapter 8 Jolene nodded in understanding. "Why don't I bring you out and about? Don't worry, I know my way around-it's been six months since I moved here." I was simply bemused. "Out and about? Where?" She stood on her toes and flicked my forehead. '"'To get some furniture, of course. And did you think you'd improve if you didn't touch grass?" "And don't worry-leave the talking to me. You just need to stand by me. Don't have to rush things." It was strange, but I didn't feel repulsed by her touch. I also remembered how I was forced into a thousand meter sprint back at high school, and she was the only one cheering for me, and helping me to my feet when Ireached the finish line. There was no exasperation, no impatience-only warmth. As I looked into her tender gaze, I was nodding before ---- Iknewit. Iused to have a crush on Jolene. Even life in high school wasn't great back then, and discrimination was rife. Because I was poor and wore Grandpa's old clothes that were trimmed down to my size, they called mea geezer. I stood out like a sore thumb when standing beside their fashionable selves. Though the girls wouldn't talk to me, Jolene was willing to hang out with me and talk to me between classes, so that I didn't have to be so lonely. When the other students tried to frame me for stealing money, she stood up for me. She had plenty of other friends she could hang out with, but decided to stick with me to protect my sensitive heart that was stricken by inferiority complex. She had been my sunshine during my school days- ---- how could I not fall for such warmth? Still, she transferred during a new semester without telling me, while I slowly forgot those memories of her later. And now, I felt comfortable enough to hang out with Jolene over the next few days, and she had a tacit understanding not to mention the past. As for me, I started to feel at ease and gradually let my guard down, eventually becoming able to talk to the hot dog stall owner. One day, I was lounging on the couch and watching TV when I smelled something burning. After a while, Jolene stepped out of the kitchen with a plate of something black. I refrained from smiling and asked, "What's that?" "Roasted chicken wings," she smiled exasperatedly, brushing her hair behind her ears. "I still remembered that you liked it when I brought you In "CEO, Those Twins Look Just Like You" by CrushReel, a single mother's life takes an unexpected turn when she crosses paths with a charming playboy who unknowingly holds a billionaire secret. As their worlds collide, secrets unravel and hearts intertwine in this captivating romance novel set in a modern office backdrop. Amidst the challenges of raising twins solo, our protagonist finds herself drawn to the enigmatic playboy, unaware of the wealth and complexity hidden beneath his charismatic facade. The juxtaposition of their contrasting lives sets the stage for a tale of unexpected love, where opposites truly attract in ways neither could have imagined. This sweet romance novel delves into themes of family, identity, and the power of love to transcend social boundaries. With its blend of heartwarming moments and intriguing twists, "CEO, Those Twins Look Just Like You" stands out as a refreshing take on the billionaire CEO trope, offering readers a glimpse into a world where love knows no bounds. Experience the magic of this ongoing story at CrushReel and dive into a narrative that promises to captivate your heart and leave you eagerly awaiting what unfolds next. Read online at CrushReel for a journey that will keep you hooked till the very end.