Chapter 238

Third-Person POV

Crisp, the night air was as Megan made her way home from the art studio. Past weeks had been a whirlwind, and now the book launch seemed only to add to it. While the event had managed to be a success, Megan couldn't help but shake this feeling of unease that settled over her.

Turning onto her apartment building's street, she stopped. The soft lamps cast a warm amber light across the concrete, their long shadows seeming to stretch and sway with the breeze. This scene flooded Megan with a sense of longing for that simplicity characteristic of life before the whirlwind of Chris and the book.

Finally, inside her apartment, she was enveloped by the quiet solace that had grown into something she would both love and fight with. Dropping her keys on the counter, she heard her phone chime lightly. There was a text from Chris.

Chris: "Thinking about you. Want to talk?"

Megan was taken aback for just a second before she started ty