AISLYN

I stretch comfortably on Helda’s bed, where I’ve been spending most mornings and late afternoons lately.

Ever since that day I stormed out of Dyer’s office angrily, the distance between us grew even wider.

We don’t see each other at all only on a few occasions when I decide to dine with them, and even then, the sight of Alia and Dyer discussing between themselves like old lovers who have reunited to start rewriting their love story makes me seethe in anger.

I always lose my ...