*Trinity's POV*

I woke up Thursday in a much better mood and ready to take on the day. Drinks the night before with Amber had helped to relieve some of the stress that was building up ever since I had started the job, and I felt happy for the first time since Nate's death.

Which made me feel guilty. How could I be living my life when Nate wasn't living his because of me? It felt like a dishonor to his memory to be happy again…even if it was just a ...