Dylan’s Point of View
Laa and Lucky both stopped me from calling and bitching at Rowan, Laa said I needed to focus on what I came to do, she was right, and I did. I was surprised at how easy the mixing and casting came to me. Lucky even took pictures for me to have of my first casting, I loved that it was for Scarlett even though she wouldn’t know for now, but I knew, and that was enough for me. Now that I was about to pull in the driveway, Rowan was back on the hook. I marched into the house and slammed the door behind me, more for effect than out of anger. He was sitting on the couch working on his laptop when I went in.
“Beloved! You’re home!” he smiled broadly and put his laptop down to come to me. I stared at him with my hands on my hips. “Oh no, the face…What’s with the face?” He
