Austin’s POV

I was sitting alone in the dark, half a bowl of popcorn on my lap, pretending that some loud action movie could drown out the mess in my head. But the truth was, no amount of gunfire or cheesy one-liners could distract me from the fact that I’d hurt her but I wanted her.

Then the door slammed open.

Sally came floating in, arms wrapped around Ruby’s limp body. Her dress was torn at the sleeve, her expression pale and panicked. But it was the sight of her face, her skull half ...