A tsk. "I see everything. I know everything. Five days ago, you ate oatmeal for breakfast, but you didn't wait until it was cool, so you burnt the roof of your mouth, dropped the gooey porridge, and stained your blouse."
I swallowed, shrinking further and further into my seat.
"On this day, three months ago, Matthew came over. You cooked his favorite meal, pork chops with mashed potatoes and green beans. Then he took you to your bedroom and…”
I’m already so obsessed with these characters and honestly I'm not even mad about it. Check out the prologue and the first three chapters of A Symphony of Red! ✨