Forty-Nine: ReedI hadn't slept well. Actually, I didn't know if I'd slept at all. Every time I looked at my phone, it was fifteen minutes later. It was all wrong. I wasn't great company when I went to pick up Jared. Though to be fair, neither was he. It was a nearly silent ride to his house, but I didn't question it. I'd worked myself to a breaking point at the gym. I didn't think Cole landed more than two actual hits on me, and that was after I spent an hour on weights and hitting the bag. He'd ended up waving his white flag after seeing what kind of mood I was in. I wanted to force him to take back what he'd said about Rowyn and me. And the drowning. All I could see was an image of both of us trying to swim in quicksand and wondering what the hell I was thinking. I wanted so badly for th
