It has always felt strange to her, the way certain people were so connected, and how, in the end, it made everything in life easier. Tyler wasn’t even rich, not like Janessa, anyway, but still—he knew the right people. A quick phone call, a message. How many times had she watched either of them fix a problem that would’ve taken Emlyn days to resolve, with the smallest gesture of effort, like waving a wand.
