Mitchell

And sure, Jude and I argued. We bickered frequently, in fact. No one made me angrier than Jude. But no one made me happier, either. No one loved me like he did. No one took care of me better or put my needs above his own, and I tried to do the same for him.

That can’t be healthy. Hearts aren’t supposed to just skip entire beats. But Scarlett has mine doing all sorts of things I never signed off on.

A little smile spreads over my lips, and I shake my head, twining my fingers with hers.

This is who I am now. The man with the defective heart.

onset and duration of symptoms. Is this a disorder that started a long time ago and has gotten worse recently, or is this a disorder that appears to have a fairly recent, abrupt onset?