Several days passed since my life had changed drastically. Not for the worse, not even for the better — more for the weirder. And I’d love to say things had somewhat settled down, but that would require the universe to like me. It does not. In fact, I’m convinced the universe has a dartboard with my face on it and takes turns aiming for the eyes.
Declan — Derek’s BFF, though they sometimes glared at each other like mortal enemies — had become my permanent shadow. A polite, annoyed‑by‑the‑role, surprisingly apologetic shadow who tried very hard to blend in with my ordinary life and failed spectacularly. His usually cocky demeanour had been thoroughly extinguished by Mathilda Carter, who was now convinced he and I were dating no matter how many times I insisted Declan was only a friend. Jus
