Boom. Boom. Boom.

The knock startled me awake. Disoriented, I sat up in bed, squinting at the dim light filtering through my blinds. My mouth was dry, my limbs heavy.

It took me a second to remember where I was.

Home.

After everything that happened at Liam’s place yesterday, I had come home, turned my phone off, and dropped into bed like the world didn’t exist. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want to scream. I didn’t want to feel anything.

The knocking came again, louder this ...