Meet Me Where the Oak Tree Grows novel Chapter 44
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Meet Me Where the Oak Tree Grows is the best current series by the author Samantha K.. The Chapter 44 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 44 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.
I said, “Oh man, it was such a surprise! As soon as he got jolted awake, his expression changed, and he sat up straight as a pin without a word. Seeing him like that snapped everyone else out of their daydreams. No one wanted to get in trouble. We didn’t find out until after class that they were cousins!”
Marie burst into laughter, tears streaming down her face. “His cousin sounds like a character! And his name—something unique, right? I remember you mentioned it before. Was it King something?”
“Lord?” Jonah chimed in out of the blue.
“That's it, haha!” Marie clapped her hands with delight.
Later on, I found out that Jonah had slyly joined the parents' group chat and memorized every single classmate's name.
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I’m not big on gadgets, so I’ve got this routine where I flip through the newspaper during breakfast.
As I grabbed the paper he handed over, the bold black headline hit me: “Shocking! High School Sweethearts Flunk Exams After Romance!”
I picked up another newspaper. Another bold headline: “Beware! A Tragic Accident Fueled by Young Love.”
I looked up.
Jonah, with a straight face, said, “See? I told you young love is no good, didn’t I?”
I pointed at the newspapers and said softly, “But ‘The Daily Chronicle’ stopped publishing in 2008, and ‘Morning News’ folded in 2015.”
He was at a loss for words. Honestly, who knew he had the knack for faking newspapers?
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Everyone was wrapped up in the sentiment.
Jonah leaned back in his chair, slightly tilting his chin up, his gaze burning with a new, intense directness.
When our eyes met, his stare made me jittery, my heart thumping like crazy. I botched the gestures by accident. Given my reputation for singing off-key, the teacher had already asked me to mime, and now, being offbeat, I felt even more out of place.
The classroom’s atmosphere hit its peak with the music, the singing around me occasionally breaking with sobs, parents' eyes brimming with tears, and sniffles echoing all around.
I stood there awkwardly, unable to squeeze out a single tear.
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