I can see loyalty scores above everyone’s heads. With a score of 31,441, my childhood friend Jace seemed destined to be mine—until he called me clingy and suggested I date his roommate. Then I saw the handsome snow leopard’s score: higher than anyone’s I’d ever seen. For once, I agreed to move on. As Jace’s loyalty plummeted to nine, I stopped chasing him. But now that I’m choosing someone else, why is he suddenly so afraid to let go?
