PERSEFONE POV
My bedroom door had been locked for almost two hours.
Not because anybody in my family would walk in without knocking. Okay.. Penny definitely would.
But it was mostly because my life had officially turned into a psychological horror movie and I needed at least one physical barrier between me and the rest of humanity before I lost my mind completely.
The glow from my laptop illuminated the room while lines of code reflected across my glasses and my untouched dinner slowly went cold on the desk beside me.
Which honestly summed up my mental state pretty well.
One inconvenience away from a complete breakdown.
My fingers moved furiously across the keyboard while I rewrote part of the tracking program again.
supposedly just to be sure.
Okay.
That was bullshit.
I was mos
