Chris
"Chris, Shayla," she greeted, stepping closer. "I've been looking into Caroline, but so far, nothing concrete's come up on her recent activities. However, I did find something... unusual." I raised an eyebrow.
"Unusual?" Lana hesitated, then continued,
"In reviewing your previous… relationships, there's a pattern. None of them lasted more than three months, and they all seemed to end rather abruptly, without much of a reason given on either side."
Shayla looked at me, brow furrowed.
"That's odd. It almost seems… orchestrated." I thought back, realizing she was right. Each of those relationships had started strong, but just as quickly fizzled out, often with a strange sense of finality. I in the moment i didnt realize the pattern just thinking it was bad luck, but now… something felt off. Shayla's eyes met mine, the wheels turning in her mind.
