630: WISHFUL THINKING

LUKE'S POV So, there I was, staring at this paper like it was the last slice of pizza at a party. I couldn't take my eyes off of it, no matter how hard I tried. And let me tell you, I tried because this note was some next-level creepy. I was torn between two thoughts - is this a love letter or a death threat? And, of course, my mind immediately went to two people - Harriet and Ariel. Harriet, the unpredictable wild card of my life. I mean, she could easily be behind this. We all know she's capable of doing some crazy shit out of the blue. But I thought that chapter of my life was over. Like, done. Finito. And I loved that feeling. But then again, this wasn't her handwriting. I should know; I was in a relationship with that crazy woman for eight years. Trust me, I've studied her handwriting more than my own. So, who else could it be? And then, the thought of Ariel popped into my head. I know, I know, it's a bit of a stretch. But hey, she could have had a dream about me and flew all