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Lovesick Fool.
Sinclair’s POVThe city looked different when I left her condo. Too bright, too loud, too alive for the fuzzy feeling in my chest.The plan I had earlier this morning was to not stay for more than 5 minutes. Just drop the damn basket at her door, maybe text Quinn that the errand was done. But the second she appeared, messy hair, still blinking away sleep, lips parted like she’d just stumbled out of a dream I.... I forgot how to breathe. She didn't have any makeup on. No obligated smile. Just plain, raw April, and somehow she managed to look ten times more beautiful for it.She’d looked at me like I didn’t belong in her living room, holding out gifts like an idiot. You know the thing I told her about the gift being a compensation for Veronica’s cruelty? Yeah that was only half a truth. With the real reason being I missed her. I wanted an excuse. Period pain was the only doorway I knew how to knock on without exposing myself.Alicia used to curl into herself when hers came. I remembered
Falling Hard.
April’s POVThe alarm had been ringing for at least five minutes, shrill and persistent from the nightstand, but neither of us stirred. Wren had kicked the blanket halfway to the floor in her sleep, sprawled diagonally across my couch like she was auditioning for the role of “dramatic corpse.” I wasn’t much better because I was buried under a pile of throw pillows, still in last night’s oversized PJ, the faint crinkle of empty chip bags around us like fallen leaves.My phone buzzed again, the alarm finally giving up in favor of a calendar reminder, and I groaned, dragging a pillow over my head.“Your phone is bullying us,” Wren mumbled, voice muffled against the couch cushion.“Your snoring was bullying me,” I shot back, though my words came out groggy, my throat still thick with sleep.“Rude,” she muttered, rolling onto her side. “That was not snoring. That was… soft nocturnal breathing.”"Yes, yes. We know."The alarm finally shut up which meant silence and peace for about ten secon
The Sleepover.
April’s POVThe knock on my door came like a loud, incessant drumroll. It didn't stop until I answered.I kind of already knew who it was even before I opened the door.Sure enough, Wren was standing there, grinning like a kid on Christmas morning, a tote bag so oversized it could have doubled as checked luggage slung over her shoulder. It looked heavy enough to hold a body, but she wasn’t even pretending to struggle.“Delivery service for Miss April,” she announced. “Contents: salvation.”I stepped aside, laughing as she lugged the bag inside. “What did you do, rob a convenience store?”Because it sure looked like it.“Not rob.” She dropped it with a dramatic thud on my living room floor and crouched to unzip it. “Strategically acquired provisions for survival.”Out of it spilled a mountain of snacks. Included and not limited to chips, chocolate bars, two family-sized tubs of popcorn, sour candy ropes, instant ramen packs, and… was that a bottle of wine?I raised an eyebrow. “Classy
Game On.
Sinclair's POVThe chandeliers threw gold across the marble floors as laughter and crystal clinks danced with the live strings in the background.It was supposed to be some sort of celebration. The kind of event that put my face and Veronica's smile on the cover of every magazine by morning.Couldn't bring myself to feel anything other than the weight of a hundred eyes and the stale perfume of hypocrisy.Veronica’s fingers laced with mine, picture-perfect. The cameras loved her. Her gown shimmered like liquid metal under the lights, her smile sharp enough to slice glass. She leaned in just close enough to murmur for me alone“Smile like you mean it, darling.”Smile. Right.I curved my lips. The predator’s version of a smile. But if was just enough to silence her nudge.We were supposed to be the perfect power couple. She knew it. I knew it. The board loved it. And anyone gullible enough to believe the charade thought we were some fairytale.Fairytales were lies, though. I lived on tru
Wait To Find Out.
April's POVI'd just finished up with the design briefs for the meeting later when my phone buzzed.Unknown Number: You're not giving me a reply, April. I'm not a very patient man you see. Make your choice.My thumb hovered over the screen. I could feel my heart start racing. I still couldn't bring myself to decide. I was torn. I had good reasons to betray the company's trust. But I also had solid reasons to say no and just stay loyal. The question now was which had a stronger hold over me.I shoved the phone into my desk drawer like that could bury it along with the unease crawling under my skin. It's been weeks now. Weeks since I first got a message from this unknown texter. I don't even know how I've managed to pull through without deciding to just say yes and become....a mole.Tch. Why did things have to be so complicated.And the fact that I feel like I'm always being watched wasn't helping. At. All.But as usual, I just told myself I was overthinking it and focused on the glass
Two Birds With One Stone.
Sinclair’s POVIt was another working day — I don't know who brought the no break rule for CEOs but it's killing me — and the first thing I saw when I walked into my office wasn’t Quinn.It was a vase of white lilies sitting dead center on my desk.White lilies. Typical funeral flowers.The kind of thing you sent when you wanted to say I’m thinking about you without saying I’m going to bury you. Soon.The stems were wet, freshly cut. I didn't see a note. No card either.Just the sweet, cloying and invasive scent that was already clinging to the air like it was trying to choke the oxygen out of the room.Quinn, as if on cue, appeared in the doorway holding on to a clipboard like he wasn't sure whether to pass it to me or just turn around and leave. Especially with the look on my face."Just for the record, they weren't logged,"he said as if that information would make the situation any less appealing. "There was no delivery record or front desk signature. The security footage caught Ca
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