Seven

CHAPTER SEVEN

Helen.

We organized a meet and greet. I have been sitting all day smiling, signing books and listening to my readers talk about their favorite characters. The residue of the joy and fulfillment I felt as I listened to them is still bouncing as a ball in my heart. They talked about the suspense, they connected with the journey of the main characters and their romance.

Philip has been helpful. He has not felt like my boyfriend recently. He has been a bit distant, seeming like just my agent. Everything happening between us makes me so guilty. His worries could be understandable, but he should trust me to handle myself.

Why would he? I don't even trust myself.

One after the other, the same way questions I ask, in the same format I put it down. Today is not my best day. I would rather be soaking in a bubble bath than listening to people judge Evelyn's character in my book. She was my favorite. She chose not to love again and so what? She chose to be loyal both to her best fri