Chapter 3

After that day, Silas got clingier than ever.

But I kept my distance, and seriously, I was even starting to think maybe returning him was the best move after all.

Friday night, after a company team-building event, I'd had a few too many drinks and got home late.

I pushed the door open, and the place was pitch black.

But the air was so thick with a cloying, sugary scent that it was almost suffocating.

The whole apartment felt stifling, like I'd walked into a steam room.

"Silas?" I called out.

With moonlight pouring in from the window, I saw…