Chapter 98

Vera

The worst part is that I clearly remember writing that email.

Not vaguely like it was a long time ago.

Not emotionally like I was upset.

Perfectly like it was yesterday.

I recall the night I wrote it.

The exact sweater I was wearing.

The moment I realized how humiliating it was, sitting alone in my apartment staring at my laptop trying to decide if being close to Declan Thorne was becoming a