~Lynlee~
Mr. Muffins sat on the coffee table. His tail flicked and curled around his obtusely fury body. I hadn’t left my apartment for four days, and my cat was judging me. Those eyes said it all.
On the positive side, my first draft was almost complete. Seeing Landon and the rest of the Ingles family had healed my foolish heart just enough to get my head back in the game.
On the negative side, my fridge was getting dangerously low, and I’d been ignoring Lotti. And anyone else trying to message me... I was probably worrying people, but I needed to block it all out. While progress was made, my head had not gotten my heart completely on board about Sebastian. Luckily, my head was my heart’s defender.
“I showered this morning! I’ll order groceries later, and we can get takeout. Now st
