Chapter 79 Unguarded Love

• Sage
• The vodka had gone down too easy. Warmth spread through my chest, loosening muscles I hadn’t realized were still knotted, dulling the edges of the day. I wasn’t drunk, not yet, but the room had that pleasant, soft haze around it, and conversation with Margo had somehow slipped into something almost comfortable.
• She leaned forward, elbows on the table, glass cradled between her fingers. Voice low, like we were sharing secrets. “What do you like about Eve?”