Lifting her gaze, she accepted, “Alright, we’ll go tonight. Let me first toast the newlyweds.”

Gracefully, she rose and walked away, unintentionally leaving her phone on the swing.

Mylo picked it up and tried to unlock it. To his astonishment, Judie hadn’t set a password.

With a swift touch, Mylo accessed the message notifications, revealing a lengthy list that made him furrow his eyebrows in consternation.

Scrolling through, he found they were essentially Judie’s monologues, not unlike the messages he’d received from other women who pursued him.

“Good morning.”

“Eaten yet?”

to catch it?”

adding a veneer of innocence to her

smattering of responses from Bruce. The infrequency of Bruce’s replies mirrored how Judie responded

E L A ‘s L I

of self-realization hit him; he’d been doggedly chasing a

wasn’t lost

to act, Mylo reverted to the home screen and placed the

the Fairclough

Sky Heart artifact to the curator, Mr. Green. Fulfilling her promise, she then transformed into a tour guide, showcasing to Mr. Green the picturesque Landscapes and culinary

jaunt, they

plane took off into the

a stranger sporting a black fisherman’s hat. Sensing something was off, she meant to take a closer look. But before she could, she felt a shocking sensation-literally. An electrical

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