I forgot all about the book. Returning it didn’t matter anymore. My legs just took off, and before I knew it, I was racing toward the parking lot. I was supposed to go look for Raven. I needed to ask her where Noah had been, if she had seen him, if she knew anything about his sudden disappearance. I’d been worried sick about him—and now, I stumble on him in the hall—naked. Naked with some random girl?
My chest tightened like a fist was wringing it from the inside. Every step felt hollow. I didn’t want to think. I didn’t want to explain. All I wanted to do was drive. My hands trembled as I ran, each breath catching in my throat. And Noah—bare, unmoved—kept flashing in my head like a cursed slideshow I couldn’t stop.
The second I reached the lot, chest heaving and legs unsteady, I spotted
