Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Marcus's heart hammered against his ribs as he stared at the resignation letter. His hands shook. This wasn't right. Celeste didn't just quit jobs. She talked things through. She argued. She never just... disappeared. He set the letter aside. Beneath it lay a single sheet of cream-colored paper with Celeste's careful handwriting on it. *Marcus,* *If you're reading this, I'm already gone.* *I have loved you since we were teenagers. But I always knew your heart belonged to Raven. So...