LORI
I woke up with the sun stabbing me right in the face like it had a personal vendetta. My hoodie sleeves were bunched at my wrists, the blanket twisted around my legs like a noose, and my hair? A crime scene. But none of it mattered because Jason wasn’t there. The spot beside me was cold, wrinkled, empty. My fingers reached across it, searching for warmth, a note, a freaking crumb. Nothing.
I glanced at the clock. It was lunch time so where was he?
My heart stuttered. Just a glitch, right? He probably went out to grab lunch or something. Or coffee. Or air. My brain tried every possible excuse. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand, practically flung it open. No texts. No calls. No anything. Just the stupid time glaring back at me like congrats, you got played again. I refreshed my
