Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 77

Better than most adults, actually.

I responded.

Slow at first.

Letting him lead.

Watching how he thinks.

And he was good.

Not just memorizing moves.

Understanding them.

He made a mistake on the fifth move.

Small.

But I saw it.

Of course I did.

I adjusted.

Shifted my pieces.

He noticed.

“Wait,” he said.

“Too late,” I replied.

He frowned harder.

Focused.

Tried to recover.

Didn’t quite manage it.

Ten minutes later, I had the advantage.

He knew it too.

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