Sinfully His
I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, but the reprieve doesn’t last long.
My phone buzzes again with another call. The name flashing across the screen jolts me out of my spiraling thoughts.
I hesitate before answering. “Hey,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady.
Meera’s tone is urgent. “Nat, have you read it? The article? Please tell me—”
“Yes,” I reply, cutting her off. “But I don’t even know where to start—”