Brandon woke up in a hospital bed.
It was already bright daylight outside.
But it still felt like he was trapped in a nightmare he couldn't wake up from.
James leaned in the second he saw Brandon's eyes flutter open. "You had me scared to death. Anywhere else hurt?"
Brandon's voice came out so rough that it made everyone wince. "Where is she? I need to see her."
James hesitated, then finally said, "The hospital signed the death certificate. She's... already at the funeral home. Abigail left a suicide note. Per her wishes, there won't be a memorial service. Her label put out an official statement already."
Brandon pushed himself up. He looked gaunt and broken, his lips totally colorless. "I'm going to the funeral home. Now."
James's jaw tightened. "Do you have any idea how many repor
