She wondered if she’d ever get over this feeling of invasion – the discomfort of realizing that he knew intimate things about her, and she didn’t even know how he liked his coffee…
At the Root of Evil, Good; At the Root of Light, Darkness, Part 4: A Mournful Rustling
He couldn’t forget her voice.
He’d tried…
At the Root of Evil, Good; At the Heart of Light, Darkness, Part 3: Where I Am Folded, I Am a Lie
Nick feels sorry for himself. Monroe offers up some tough love.
There’s no Nick-shaped hole in her life, waiting to be filled. There’s just…nothing.
At the Root of Evil, Good; At the Heart of Light, Darkness, Part 1: From Some Other Beginning’s End
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