sixty five

CHICAGO 11:34 PM.

“This should do it,” Gwen announced as she placed the crystal ball back in its ornate wooden box after a deep inhale. While Taylor watched her, a sinister smile curled on her lips immediately. “This isn’t enough to make her despise Blake just yet, Gwen,” she said.

Taylor began to pace the room with her mind clearly in motion. “That’s why I need to return to New York. That way, I can secure Blake as mine and ensure that bitch runs for her life at the sound of his voice.” Gwen watched in silence as Taylor’s frustration grew. You’re being too desperate, Taylor,” Gwen declared coldly.

“Remember our plan? Or are you going to let your love for Blake ruin everything?”

Taylor stopped in her tracks and turned to face Gwen with a sigh. “No, I haven’t forgotten,” she said, clenching her fist. “It’s just that no matter how hard I try, he keeps coming into my mind. I love him.”

Gwen’s eyes softened instantly as empathy colored her gaze.

“I know you do, Taylor. But you need to re