*Roanne’s POV*

The moon had been a cold, distant sliver in the sky, and my bed an ocean of tangled sheets that swallowed me whole. I turned and turned, again and again, in the current of my own thoughts, the realization that I was leaping into the unknown, into Michael's world, was not letting me sleep. The apartment he offered – a blank space in my mind, never seen, only imagined.

My heart jackhammered against my ribs, a relentless ticking that matched the ...