Danny's POV
The sun is a liar. It’s bright and golden and looks like it should heal you, but all it did was make the sweat sting the fresh welts on my back. I dressed in slow, agonizing motions, pulling on a silk button down and fastening every single button up to my throat.
I looked like a Victorian doll in the middle of the tropics, but I couldn't let them see. I couldn't let anyone see.
I caught my reflection and felt a wave of nausea.
My eyes were sunken, my lips swollen from a kiss that felt more like a car crash. I looked like a boy who was being eaten alive from the inside out.
The beach brunch was a nightmare of clinking silverware and forced laughter. I sat next to Noah, trying to focus on the way he pulled out my chair and handed me a chilled glass of juice. He was being pe
