David’s POV

I’m losing him.

I could tell in the way he struggled to kiss me now. Too brief, too empty.

Won’t look me in the eye.

“You’re coming tonight?” The grip I had on Kenny was light, even though I want nothing more than to hold him tight and never let go. He’ll run though if I do that. People are funny like that. “It’s not like Ēostre is every day you know.”

Ēostre is a ...