Arella

SATURDAY CAME. After an hour of jogging around the neighborhood, I literally dragged myself to work at the lab even though I should be spending on my couch watching the first episode of You.

I should really adopt a dog or buy a goldfish and name my pet ‘Skipper’.

I needed to make a new sample so that this thing will be over, and I wouldn’t have to deal with Skip again. Okay, that was crap. After what happened back at the club, I needed to keep myself busy. The anger in those eyes was so piercing. He still hates me.

Grabbing my phone, I started to play my...