y's

I'm your stalker and I happen to know everything." I even managed a

o a slow, knowing smile. "I'll come and find y

his own surprisingly warm against my cold skin. His breath tickled my ear as he whisp

sent a shiver straight down my spine. A joke

my cheek he'd touched. I just watched him go, his long, confiden

y! What have you just done?! Are you really m

tinging my lungs. "Yes," I whispered to myself, the wo

nd staircase, my new resolve feeling like a thin sheet of ice. As I

es wi

box-all of it was piled in the hallway. It wasn't just a pile

than my earlier pan

snapped, my voice echoing i

other Josefina glued to his side. Her eyes darted from me to t

ay," she said with fake sweetness. "

agement a minute ago. There

nds nervously. "Divina," I said, my voice clear and firm,

said, bowing her head in relie

hy red. "When are you going to stop

back at him, my hand on the doorknob, a

no," I said, just loud enough for them t

stunned, spluttering faces. I didn't wait to hear their reply

p ache. I leaned my forehead against the cool

m, to the 25-year-old soul trapp

y," I whispered, "you're g

*

up not to an alarm, but

awake. I stretched, my arms reaching for the ceiling, my

y, powerful rush surgin

garden, Mr. Sullivan was already directing the staff. He was the Hayes family butler-my mother's family butler. His loyalty had always

ormal expression softening, and gave

a

ed on the nightstand. My heart gave a little

ed it up

shrieked, and I had to pull the phone an inch from m

was Lia. She had been campaigning for me to break up

tly as I settled onto the e

to every media company that will listen! The f

ction in the vanity mirror. "Well,

opped from excited to practical. "Okay, but what about your r