*Leo*

The next morning my head banged as if I had a hangover. It would have been better if it had been a hangover from alcohol rather than one from a sleepless night. Usually, I lay down in one spot and wake in that same place. Not this morning, and not after a night of tossing and turning. The bed looked like I’d been at war in my sleep.

I supposed a part of me was at war with not only myself, but last night’s events. I knew I’d hurt Bianca. I knew she didn’t ...