KELLAN'S P.O.V

A sense of dread coiled low in my gut.

I don't know why, but this was very similar to that ‘Parasite’ I had felt on my way to bring back Ashley from Dallas.

This feeling—whatever it was-was heightened by the events of the past three days.

Everything was short of chaotic and...strange. First, it was visiting July's home and learning that Ashley hadn't lived there for a long while.

I didn't lose the hope or zeal I had gone with, so with those lilies and pink roses seated ...