Saige’s [POV]

The amiable smile was a lie.

Aden isn’t who I thought he was at all.

“I’ve changed the sheets and left a fresh towel for you on the bed. A new toothbrush as well. And—” Behind me, Aden’s voice halts and I turn from the photo on his wall.

Three men hang off each other’s arms. All have alcohol-glazed eyes and wide smiles curving their lips, but beneath their smiles, something is missing.

I don’t know what that is, but there’s an emptiness that ...