She typed into the comment box that usually sat empty: “How did you know?”
One night, while reading The Doctor’s Forbidden Touch , a glitch occurred. The text shimmered. The male lead, Dr. Julian Blackthorn—neurosurgeon, cynical, with “eyes like a winter storm”—didn’t say his scripted line. Instead, a new sentence appeared. “You’ve been crying again, haven’t you?” Amelia sat up. She hadn’t told anyone about Mark. She wiped her cheek; it was wet. She typed into the comment box that usually
Her rational mind screamed: Trap. Data mining. Catfish. while reading The Doctor’s Forbidden Touch