Ellie Adams and nemesis - Written in Tandem
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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Ellie Adams, the author of My Heart. I hear a familiar voice and I meet Alex's gays, who's helping himself to a glass of iced tea. He's the last person I expected to see, and honestly, I could have done without this surprise. Alex Green, the author so full of himself he thinks he can be rude because he has a beautiful smile. I could say I'm happy to see you again, but I'd be lying. I imagine you won't be staying long. I'm sure you have other engagements. Charming has always thank you for noticing that I have a nice smile, though. Coming from you, it's more than I would have dared hope. Flattery won't get you anywhere, I retort with a tight smile. My sister, who has just entered, looks at him with wide eyes. Alex Green. I love your books! She exclaims. It's been a long time since I asked Meg to introduce us. I can't believe I'm finally meeting you, thank you. He holds his hand out to shake hers, and Meg, who is coming in at this moment, gives everyone a hug while she's making the introductions. I never would have guessed ID, he says. after hearing that Sophie and I are sisters, what exactly does that mean? My sister gives me an intrigued look. Surprised by my cold tone, Sophie seems to have all the qualities that you're missing, such as being polite and admiring me. He finishes with a smile. Sophie laughs heartily, but I'm not ready to let him get the upper hand because Sophie didn't see you acting like an expert in romantic comedies while you tried to demolish my work. I'm exaggerating, I know. But so what? I won't let him manipulate everyone around me. I bet Sophie would have no trouble and challenging herself. Excuse me, challenging myself. It's not because you didn't like a scene. I wrote that I'm going to start questioning myself, following the advice of a man who writes heartless characters. Isn't my priority heartless? He repeats in a mocking tone. Tell me exactly what's bothering you. Women sing the praises of Logan. They think he embodies the perfect man. Please get down from your pedestal. He's a walking cliche, and none of my heroine's would ever want him in her life. You talk about heroines like Adelaide, who spends 300 pages without making love with the man she's been infatuated with since Page 14 or Leonie, who spends her time giving advice to others on her blawg about their relationships while her boyfriend cheats on her. You read my books, I say with a satisfied air read. Yes, loved them. It's a little more complicated. I narrow my eyes at him, ready to insult him. But Meg drapes her arms around our shoulders and leads us to the table. She's prepared on the veranda, inviting us to shut up and try to be courteous with each other.