CRIMSON’S POV:

I’m kicking myself. Well, not literally. My mood is downright sh*tty and is showing every sign of worsening.

Nona hasn’t stopped talking about Creed. It shouldn’t bother me but it does.

I try to ignore her, umming and ahhing whenever she expects a response. I need to get a f*cking grip!

This morning when I walked in on them talking I was crazy green with jealousy. They were only talking for goodness sake! And even if they weren’t, what right ...