Chapter 6

Back in her dorm, Daisy was silent, her face stormy.

She stormed over to her bed, snatched that tacky plushie from the foot of it, and without missing a beat, yanked open her closet and shoved it into the darkest corner like it was cursed.

Then, she whipped out her phone and, with a few quick swipes, ordered a basic, no-nonsense teddy bear sleep buddy off a shopping site.

That night, Daisy curled up with her shiny new teddy, willing herself to crash.

Mr. Whiskers sat forgotten in the closet's shadows. Zachary's whiny, broken voice echoed in her head, louder…