Caspian came sometime during the night. He didn't talk; he just held me as I cried in his arms. But by the time I woke up, he was gone. As much as that hurt, it was probably for the best. If his mother found out that we were seeing each other, she wouldn't be as merciful next time.

I slowly dragged myself to the bathroom, pulling on the biggest hoodie I could find. Tears pricked my eyes as I remembered that it was a gift from Caspian. Burying my face in the fabric, I inhale deeply, his ...