Hey lovely readers! I’m sorry, but Chapter 16 isn’t ready yet (Jordan try not to send me too many texts). My brain has been in a bit of a creative funk this week, so instead of forcing words that wouldn’t cooperate, I ended up channeling that energy into something else: three more installments of the “In English, we say” poetry collection. Sometimes the heart needs to speak in fragments before it can tell the whole story again.
Thank you for being so patient and understanding. Your support means the world to me, and I promise Chapter 16 is coming – I think Evie just needed a moment to breathe before diving back into the world of Jenna and Henry. Oh, and whatever nonsense Kyle is up to.



Sometimes poetry finds us when prose goes quiet. Thanks for reading.
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