Days after that phone call, I still had a smile on my face everywhere I went. I was asked whether I was born with that grin. 

“You’re smiling again.” 

I blinked. “I am not.”

Kane didn’t even look up from the files in front of him.

“You smiled at the folder five minutes ago.”

I saved his number that night and wondered if I should call him. 

"Should I call him, as in, he called me, it's only right," I said to Kane. He was busy going through some files across from me. Flora was dozing off on the couch in the far corner of the room. I stood, pacing...