CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

From the moment our eyes clashed, and those lucid blue orbs weirdly tugged at my heartstrings, I knew she'd be a pesky little inconvenience and I was right. The kind of control she was beginning to have over me only made me despise her more than I did.

Have you ever been in a position where you wanted to try your hardest to turn a blind eye to whatever was going on around you, but somehow, the complexity of the situation would beckon to you like a siren and before you know it, you are all tangled in an annoying web that you are unable to get out of?

Not only did her smell invade my senses, not only did her eyes haunt me in my sleep, and not only did she have her presence somehow etched in my veins, but I also found myself poking my nose into something that was clearly not my concern.

The night was getting darker, and the street was quieter than it was this evening. I could see it through the arched windows in the corner where I lurked in the bookstore, watching every customer file out