“Do I have a choice?” Her brow furrows. “Have you ever put your personal life before your work, Maggie?” “Work is my life, and I don’t feel bad about that.” “I’m not saying you should feel bad, but you’re trying to live two separate lives.” “So, what do I do?” I ask. It’s only slightly weird that we’re having this deep conversation while I’m cuffed to the wall in my underwear. “Take him with you. Don’t you think he’d go?”
This sent me spiraling into thinking about secret phoenix time book UGH
