Chapter 14
“Guess who just slid into my DM?” Griff asked as she walked into the living room of the two-bedroom apartment Quinn shared with her.
“Your question’s too vague for me to properly answer.” Quinn was lying on the couch, scrolling through her phone.
“Mrs. Morgan Graham.”
“Oh god.” Quinn sat up a little straighter. “What does she want?”
“I think she wants you back. Look at this.” Griff showed Quinn her phone screen.
Quinn’s freezing me out. Is she okay? Can you ask her to get it in touch, please?
“Oh, please.” Quinn rolled her eyes, remembering the message Morgan had sent her earlier, which she had pretty successfully erased from her conscious mind. “She’s probably bored again. Do feel free to block her at once.”
“Have you blocked her?” Griff asked.
“No,” Quinn had to admit
