NYRA

The next day hit me like a wave I wasn’t ready for. I rolled over and slammed into something warm and solid, and for a heartbeat, panic shot through me then, shockingly, relief. Safe. I wanted to curl into it, bury myself under it until I remembered who I was supposed to be.

I jerked upright, remembering Tyler’s words. Wait for him to come back. My head spun, the room was fuzzy, and my body was aching in spots I didn’t even recognize.

My eyes darted around. Where was I? Who was ...