Page 19 of Queen of Hearts


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Turbo (Tayler):"Leave." Sounds like maternity leave. Congrats, Mama Becker! ??

Saint (Javier):Cut it out, Tay. Cohen, I’m sorry. If you need to talk...

Me:I need a miracle. Or a lobotomy. They gave me an ultimatum.

Blaze (Liam):What kind of ultimatum? Do you have to clean the stadium toilets with your tongue?

Me:Worse.

Me:I have to find a "stable relationship." And play the good guy for the press. And participate in a Valentine’s Day piece of crap.

Turbo (Tayler):...

The Wall (Derek):...

Doc (Harrison):...

Turbo (Tayler):HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Turbo (Tayler):You are sofucked.

Blaze (Liam):A stable relationship? You? The last stable thing you had was the titanium plate in your ankle.

Doc (Harrison):It was nice knowing you, man. That’s impossible. You don't have the right facial muscles for a reassuring smile.

Me:Thanks for the support. I hate you.

Turbo (Tayler):Don't worry, we’ll send you postcards from the stadium. You have fun playing house. ??

Saint (Javier):Good luck, man. I hope they drop this soon.

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Sloane

“You have two meetings at eleven, a podcast at twelve, and a network call at one,” Lila says, flipping through her schedule with the gaze of a soldier on a mission.

“Great, cancel lunch and add a nervous breakdown at two.”

“Already scheduled.”

Welcome to the Cupid’s Agency.

The place where love is an absolute priority and feelings have their own Google Calendar agenda. One hundred percent success rate; here, you will find your soulmate for life.

The sound of notifications is now an integral part of my heartbeat.

Aplingfor every waiting client, adingfor every urgent message, a constantbuzzof chats, emails, and reminders competing for my attention.

I stand up from my desk to grab a coffee. Lila, of course, follows me because she’s not finished yet.

But… she’ll have to wait because as soon as I enter the atrium, she’s interrupted by everyone else.

“Sloane, the press needs confirmation for the Valentine’s Day campaign!” Quinn trails me, asking for the okay.

Her cute purple dress is swaying. I signal yes with a thumbs-up.