♥ Chloe ♥
A week had passed. A long week of slow, suffocating days of pretending to be fine while the world outside kept turning. I hadn’t been back to my apartment, or at least, what was left of it. Jethro had hired a company to pack up whatever had been salvageable. The rest had all been tossed. Now, everything I owned sat in boxes that had been stacked in the guest bedroom of his penthouse. All three boxes. And me? I was living in his space. Sleeping with him in his bed. I had just about taken ownership of every hoodie he owned. Which I had found out was a lot. Jethro delighted in many things, but he loved collecting hoodies. And while I had been working from home, using Jethro’s office as my own, he was in and out. Sometimes he was at home with me, and other times he went into the off
