"I feel terrible about it," Charlotte whispered.

“That he followed you?”

"Not just that," Charlotte began. She glanced at Hadleigh and hesitated. Charlotte’s urge to confess was so great that Hadleigh could nearly hear the words in her own head. Hadleigh picked up on a myriad of scents trying to match Charlotte’s most prominent emotions. It wasn’t only apprehension that Charlotte was experiencing. Hadleigh could smell ... infatuation.

"You still feel for him," ...