Chapter 4

I set my black suitcase down with a heavy thud right in the center of the living room. The noise filled the quiet room, sounding especially loud and out of place.

Charlotte's movements stilled, her hands hovering in the air as she was picking up the broken pieces. She slowly lifted her head, her gaze landing on me and the suitcase at my feet.

My throat was so dry, and my voice came out rough and hoarse. "Charlotte, let's spend some time apart. We both need to clear our heads."

The color drained from her face right before my eyes.…