Chapter 3

When I woke up, the back of my pajamas was drenched in cold sweat.

I reached for my phone, but I had no clue who I should call.

For as long as I could remember, my whole world revolved around Benedict. When it was time to pick my college, I almost signed up for art school.

If my parents hadn't stopped me, I would've gone for it without a second thought.

Back then, my parents made sure I kept it a secret from everyone, including the Chandler family.

Not long after, they lost their lives in a gas explosion at…