If I turn on the television, it turns itself off. Every gust of wind outside sends a cold draft through the house, making the curtains rustle and whisper. At least I think that’s what’s making that whispering sound, but I’m too scared to go look.
I’m so jumpy and strung out, I scream when a fly lands on my arm.
Desperate for contact, I send Aidan a text.
I miss you.
He doesn’t respond for so long, I think he won’t at all. But then his text comes through with a little chime that has my heart leaping into my throat.
I miss you, too.
He sends a white rabbit emoji along with it. For some strange reason, that brings tears to my eyes.
Can I come over?
This time his response is instant.
You still wearing that ring?
No.
Did you take it off right before you answered me?
Shit. Why does t
