#Chapter 23

Evelyn

My mind is a mess of thoughts and feelings that are all intertwined and jumbled together like an unwound string of yarn. As soon as I try to pluck one end and assess it, it unrolls and a flood of hundred other thoughts follow it.

My head and heart are in different spaces and I hate that nothing's making sense. Especially when the person who's causing all of this pandemonium is walking right next to me.

I hate the serenity that's encircling him and the ease with which he's striding beside me as if he's completely unaware of the effect he has on me.

The scent of...