Liam left before dawn.
He didn't wake me, but I felt the absence of his heat immediately. He wanted me to stay at the safe house, guarded by Jack, but I argued for home. I needed to be at my parents' house for the plan to work.
Jack was shadowing me, of course. He was currently parked in the driveway, pretending to fix a tire on his Jeep while keeping a hawk-like watch on my window.
I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the duffel bag I had shoved to the back of my closet. It was packed. Passport, cash, a few changes of clothes. Everything I needed to disappear.
"Luna?"
Mum’s voice broke through my daze. She bustled into the room, beaming, holding a long white garment bag.
"It arrived!" she announced, laying it reverently on the bed.
I forced a smile, my chest aching with guilt. "
