The image of his tiny face before I passed out flashed through my mind. The tears came again, but I couldn't make a sound.

There was a commotion in the hallway outside. I could've sworn I heard Chase Chen's voice.

I turned my head toward the open door and saw that tall, cold figure standing there. No doubt about it - it was him.

The guy he was talking to had these dreamy eyes and carried himself like old money.

I knew that face - he was ...