~ Corey ~

The hotel room feels too quiet. The kind of quiet that gets under your skin, that makes you hear every small sound. I can hear the water running in the bathroom as well as the hum of a hairdryer. Valerie is humming something soft and careless as she goes through her endless night routine. Bottles clink, the hair dryer switches on and off, and the whole time my chest feels tighter and tighter. All I can think about is her.

Adeline.

The way she stood there earlier with her chin ...