*VICKY*

The sun shone through my bedroom window the following morning, casting a light behind my eyes. I didn’t want to wake—what if it had all been some dark and sensual dream? I don’t know whether I’d be relieved because it would make things less complicated or if I’d be disappointed because it would make things more complicated.

I lay still with my eyes shut, letting the sounds of the birds outside cascade in through the slightly open window when suddenly, my phone ...