Chantelle’s Reviews > Silver Elite > Status Update

"You didnt hear? Jordan was dispatched on a last-minute assignment. Headed for Red Post. Who knows when he’ll return. The post could last months. Years, even.”
I narrow my eyes.
My jaw drops. "You sent him away?”
"Yes.”
"Why?"
"Because he touched you this morning."

“Ideas are like weeds. They emerge from the smallest cracks and thrive in neglect. And if they’re not controlled, they spread. They grow. They invade.”

OBSESSED

I fear I’m going to be obsessed