Declan woke up to a loud knocking on his bedroom door. He rolled over and squinted, the sun shining brightly into his eyes.
“Declan!” He heard Whitney yelling at his bedroom door. Declan was disoriented. He had the best sleep of his life and felt rested and relaxed. His dreams were full of love, warmth, happiness, and Everly. Declan felt the bed next to him and was surprised to find it empty and cold. What time was it? How long had he been asleep? He shook his head trying to clear the confusion. What was the last thing that he dreamed?
It was Everly. She was looking at him with those eyes and saying something. Declan sat up and tried to remember as his door burst open.
Whitney, Ben, and Bridget burst through the door looking frantic. “What happened?” Bridget yelled.
“What do you mean?”
