Chapter 4

Adam's call woke me up.

I had barely slept for an hour the whole night.

"Sleepyhead, still in bed?" His voice was so gentle on the phone.

He rambled on about the cold front coming to my side of town, telling me to bundle up.

In a daze, everything that happened yesterday felt like some crazy dream.

But then I looked around the familiar room. This was my home back in the States. Not a dream.

Choking down the bitterness in my chest, I said a few empty words and hung up.

I scrolled past, and Emily's Instagram had a…