Skylar woke up smiling for the first time in weeks.
The morning sun streamed through the sheer curtains, warming her face as she buried herself deeper into the blanket. Her body still felt light, her heart strangely full. Maybe it was the amusement park. Maybe it was the kiss. Maybe it was just the feeling of finally breathing without fear.
Whatever it was, Skylar slept well—and she hadn’t done that in a long, long time.
Stretching lazily, she reached for her phone on the nightstand. The screen blinked with dozens of missed calls and hundreds of notifications lighting it up like fireworks. At first, she blinked at it, half-asleep, confused. But then the buzzing grew louder, the messages pouring in non-stop.
And that was when she knew.
Something was wrong.
She sat up instantly, hair t
