Tabitha groaned as she woke up to the sound of Marco’s voice in her head, telling her they had to talk.

She turned on her back as she lay there, trying to wake up. She couldn’t understand what would be so important that he would need to wake her up early on a Monday, the one day that she worked it out perfectly with her schedule that would allow her to sleep in and not have to dread the evil day that followed after Sunday. But she guessed that didn’t matter. Marco wanted to ...