Chapter 220

Megan's POV

I watched Chris walk away from my apartment building, standing at the window. I just could not help but think about his words. "I care about you, Megan. More than I expected to." For really long, more than anybody ever had talked to me about my emotions, and mostly it made me feel naked, yet high on the thrill.

The shrill ring of the phone snapped me out of my reverie. A text from Jane: "How's everything going? Need any advice on the book?"

I smiled and sent a reply: "We are doing well, thanks. No, thanks, Jane. I will call you later.".

She had always been my rock, my guiding force. Not this time, though; it was something I needed to navigate on my own. Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply, trying to focus. The book still had loads of work to be done, and personal feelings couldn't come in the way.

No sooner had I settled back down to my laptop, though, and the doorbell rang again. I paused a moment, feeling my heart give a lit