SOLD TO THE CIRCUS, a second-chance, enemies-to-lovers, workplace romance from Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author, Lani Lynn Vale, is out now!
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Where we go from here is where we were always meant to go… Right back to where we left off.
AITA: Am I the asshole?
Five years ago when she left, she broke my heart. No warning. No hey, this isn’t working out. No nothing. Just poof. One day she’s there, in my bed, and we’re talking about our futures. The next, she’s gone.
So when she shows up five years later and acts like she didn’t leave me with a broken heart, I get angry. So. Freakin’. Angry.
Of course, this is where I spiral. When we went through medical school together, we were on equal footing. Not anymore. Now I’m her attending, and I’ve made it my personal mission to make her life hell.
She wants to finish up her residency and finally become a doctor? Well, she’ll have to go through every single bad thing I can throw at her, first.
Seeping, maggot-infested, pus-filled bed sore? Yep, that’s hers to take care of. Man shitting every three seconds uncontrollably? That’s also hers. Man and woman having a baby while also in the throes of a divorce? You guessed it. Hers.
If I can make her leave after what she put me through, I’ll feel accomplished.
Only problem is, I forgot how determined Valhalla Singh was. Guess she’ll be reminding me.
Because Valhalla wasn’t named that for nothing.
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“Introverts don’t make friends. Either one of two things happen.
One, they sit in their little bubble by themselves for their whole life or two, an extrovert adopts them.
That was what Felix was to me. An adoptive extrovert.
On day one of medical school, he’d taken one look at me and had all but swept me under his wing like that was where I’d been all along.
“What’s your name?” He flashed me a grin.”
“I’d noticed Felix Kent on the first day of school.
He’d sat in the back like all other social people did, gabbing and carrying on until the teacher had called class to order.
By the time it was finished, I’d taken three front and back notebook sheets of notes and had gained a new friend.
Felix, having seen me taking such good notes, had stopped me out in the hall and asked if he could take a photo of my notes.
I’d agreed, and on that went for about a week before this moment right here.
“You don’t know my name, and you’ve been copying my notes for a week?” I asked, outraged.
I knew everyone’s names!
I even knew his middle name. Felix Alexander Kent.
And he had no clue what mine was?
“To be completely honest, I’ve been calling you Poppet in my head, and I keep thinking of you as that. But then I saw Valhalla written on the sign-in sheet, and I wanted to know your first name,” he answered.
I kind of liked that.
“My name is Valhalla,” I answered. “Valhalla Drew Singh.”
About Lani Lynn Vale:
Lani Lynn Vale is a Wall Street Journal & USA Today Bestselling Author of over thirty titles. She is married with three children, two dogs, two cats, a donkey, and a couple (a couple also meaning over twenty) chickens.
When she’s not writing, you can find her curled up in her favorite chair reading.
Lani is married with three children and lives in the Great State of Texas.
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