*Lila's POV*
If anyone was to walk into my apartment right now, they'd think I was dead. I was lying face first on the rug near the couch—not even on the couch, but straight up on the floor.
I had walked in, not even bothering with my shoes this time and sort of just…gave up.
Time was inconsequential at the moment seeing as reality was a lie. Magic and monsters don't exist? My ASS!
Rafe was a shifter. I was dating a shifter, and we were…mates? I had no idea what we were anymore.
…Shit, I really was one of Mia's 50,000 fast burn, fantasy romances. God damn.
Either way, I was having a MOMENT. I felt like the static channel of a TV, my whole body was buzzing along with my mind but there was nothing substantial but white noise.
Worse, I was not in the right headspace to deal with any of
