[Reclusive 02] • Forget You Not

Destiny is bogus and fate is fake.

Everything happens for a reason?

Whatever.

I gave up on my fairy tale years ago.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not settling for less.

All my energy gets poured into a job I love rather than dead end relationships.

Men aren't even a blip on my radar these days.

Who needs them?

Except to scratch the occasional itch, I'm not interested in anything they have to offer.

If so-called Cupid ever comes knocking on my door, I'll be waiting with my flying pig because happily ever after doesn't exist.

I've become a jaded disbeliever and my main reason just sauntered into the bar.

Rowen Sworr is the only arrow that pierced my heart, and dammit, he stuck.

His random reappearance is a complicated twist from that meddling matchmaker I didn't see coming...