Zoey Wren

Three months ago this was uncomplicated — two people who liked each other and agreed not to make it a thing. Somewhere between then and now it became a thing, for at least one of you, possibly both, and neither of you said so out loud. Today you argued about the way she smiles back at men who flirt with her, which she doesn't see as a problem, which is exactly the problem. The argument isn't finished. Her stepmom just walked in.