Talia yawned and snuggled into Parker’s shoulder. It was late, and the room was dark, only lit by the light from the television. Carter had left hours ago and although they hadn’t solved the problem at hand—that of dealing with the rumors now circulating about her possible drug problem and probable mental health issues—Talia was content. Being locked away in the apartment with Parker and having access to a plethora of streaming services meant she could deny the rest of the world and exist in the safe bubble that had developed around her. The beauty of streaming services was she didn’t have to see news or current affairs or really...