Chapter 4

The next morning dawned bright and cold, the sunlight streaming through the windows like a cruel joke. I blinked, groggily, my body aching from the few hours of restless sleep I'd managed to scrape together. The weight of yesterday's revelations still pressed down on me, but I forced myself to sit up, to move, to keep breathing.

My phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen flashing with a string of missed calls and texts from Brandon. I ignored them, my thumb hovering over the block button before I finally pressed it. Silence. Blissful, wonderful silence.

Instead, I dialed Chloe Davis,…