I was just starting to drift off in Blake’s room when I heard it. A soft sound at first, the kind you almost convince yourself you imagined. Then it came again. A choked cry. A whimper. The kind of sound that makes your entire body snap awake because something in you knows it means someone is hurting.

My eyes flew open. For a moment I forgot where I was, forgot that this room was not mine, forgot that the body I was inside belonged to someone else. The moonlight spilled across the ...