Chapter 2I was in the bathroom wondering how long my stomach was going to try to climb out through my throat—I’d been throwing up on and off since we’d left my grandparents’ house in Naples, and Jesus, shouldn’t my stomach be empty by now?—when the buzzer sounded, signaling someone was at the front door of the house where I lived with Theo.
He’d been holding my head, keeping my hair out of my eyes, and now he dropped a kiss on my temple. “I’ll get rid of them, babe.”
I nodded but couldn’t say anything as dry heaves replaced the vomiting. It was emotional. I knew that, but I was devastated. I hadn’t been able to stop since my grandparents had rejected me.
We were supposed to drive up to Tarpon Springs to visit Theo’s family after we’d spent the weekend with Grandma and Grandpa, but I was
