Dylan's POV
It’s been over thirty minutes, and Kevin is still nowhere to be found with the tanlistan. I pace back and forth, glancing at the wall clock again. 9:45 p.m. Damn it. Where the hell is he?
I sigh and turn back to Piper. She’s still lying motionless on the bed, her body stiff, her breathing faint. Her eyes, gods, I can’t get over them. Only the whites are showing. Not a flicker of life in her pupils. What the hell happened to her?
Anna sealed her lips the moment I asked. All she kept whispering was that it was her fault, over and over again like some broken mantra. But I was there. All she did was slap Piper. That was it. So why is Piper like this now? Why does she look like something is trying to crawl out of her body?
Something is very wrong. I feel it in the pit of my sto
