Chapter Seven
Callan
On Monday morning, I took my Tesla Next Generation Roadster to work. Frustrated by the way Sage had acted when I’d given her an offer most people wouldn’t have refused, I needed to get some speed under my a*s, feel the freedom of the road a bit. I had to get my head into a better space, or I wouldn’t be worth s**t at work.
I had no idea why I kept letting Sage get under my skin. She was who she was, and that was never going to change. If she wanted to be a non-s****l being, then I needed to let her do that.
But a huge part of me wanted to show her what she was missing. If she could just get out of her own way for a bit, I could bring her back to life. Her stubbornness knew no bounds, though, so I needed to stop thinking about her and get back to my own life.
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