Hailey
Damien had broken the news to me—Mom and Coby would arrive today. Possibly within half an hour. So, first thing in the morning, I shifted back to my room. Even though the comforting warmth of Damien’s room, Damien’s body, was too hard to let go.
But no matter how much I tried to push it aside, something gnawed at me. Clawed at me.
Because I’d heard something last night.
I didn’t know if it was a hallucination. A dream. Or something else entirely. But I knew what I heard.
"I love you, Hailey. And I’m sorry I will have to break you apart."
Those words. That voice. His voice.
And yet, they were so unlike him that I almost didn’t believe it. Damien had been the same this morning. No change. No hesitation. No reaction that hinted at something unusual. And how could someone sound s
