Chapter 17

• ‘Fuck him. Fuck that asshole.’
• I had moved quickly to exit the Barretts' manor, determined to leave that place. I was already outside in the cool night, walking down the street-lit cobblestone path towards the gate and still feeling heated from the argument.
• By the way, what was the deal with that development? It had only been a few days since I started staying at Jaxon’s home. I had been so preoccupied with figuring out and remembering everything I could about the novel that I assumed I could put off making any actual plans for the future.