Calculated Curiosity

~Kaelen~

I told myself I was visiting Bea because I hadn't seen her in three weeks.

That was true. It was also not the reason.

She was in her apartment in the West Village, which she had decorated with the specific, confident chaos of someone who had excellent taste and no interest in anyone else's opinion of it, art everywhere, books in every available space, and the particular warmth of a home t