~LAIA~
I wake up the next morning and the envelope is still there. Exactly where I left it. Untouched.
Morning is supposed to start with coffee and maybe pretending my life isn’t quietly falling apart. But mine starts with that damn envelope and the unbearable itch to know whatever the f**k is inside it.
My eyelids are still heavy with sleep. Rhea and Sage haven’t come in yet, thank the moon goddess.
My fingers fumble as I tear open the envelope, nerves buzzing under my skin for whatever reason. A photograph slides out, a small note clinging to it like.
Breathe, Laia. Breathe. My hands tremble as I stare straight at the photo. Damon and I are pressed against his car, his mouth on mine.
My mind does that awful, slippery thing, dragging me straight into those horror movies where you g
