se that was too quiet. She found my not

filled. Thank

. Her staff later told me she seemed unnerved. My qui

the entire household staff lined up to greet him. It was a formal, staged w

ed his luggage and wrapped an a

ired help, huh? Good. Now

red at the empty space where my piano

across town, watching my bank account on m

ed in my head, its voice smug. "Now you' ve

ning back in my chair.

ation' meter is at zero! The 'Pining

, you idiot. The A

ing... Whoa. How is this possible? Jocelyn' s Affection Po

For three years, I was a solved problem, a paid employee. By leaving without a

trategy?" Glitch

money, make sure Maria' s long-term care is funde

l therapist. A good report. I smiled, a real smile fo

bank. The credit card Jocelyn had provided for my expenses, the one

wasn't coming. Sh

vaporated. The game wasn'