Dear Lily, 

When Marcus noticed me noticing him looking jealous, somehow he was able to shed it effortlessly and I was certain THAT scared me more than his reaction to Rose passing aside his affections for mine. He was able to simply switch from one extreme to the other so quickly I wondered how much practice he had.

Things like that are red flags Lily. Never ignore red flags. It’s like my arthritis. I felt a storm brewing miles away but instead of my hands and wrists hurting, it was my intuition burning. No, it wasn’t like a storm I felt coming on but a hurricane. Hurricane Marcus.

“Jenna, I can’t breathe,” Rose squeaked.

“Oh, sorry.” Apparently I had been taking my feelings for...

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