Jade
But why did it matter so much to me? Our relationship, if it could even be called that, was casual at best. Yet, inexplicably, my thoughts circled back to him, probing for significance where perhaps there was none.
Damn it- I was going insane- I chided myself inwardly, shaking off the irrationality that threatened to consume me.
Turning my attention to Devon, I arched an eyebrow, a challenge lacing my words. "How is it that two-thirds of the household are dutifully engaged in work while the third is content to while away the hours on his phone?"
As Devon's gaze met mine, it held steady, refusing to waver- an unspoken challenge in itself.
"He has a headache, so Frank and Chase told him to stay," my mother interjected, her voice assuming a protective concern as if she
