Bailey's pov

The familiarity of that voice sends a sharp chill down my spine, my heart hammering in my chest. It can't be. It cannot be him.

I am imagining this.

There was no way.

It just can't be.

Yet, his scent is familiar, and his voice....

Pieces start to fall into place and my stomach lurchs and I gag as realization dawns on me. Someone I considered a friend. Someone I trusted. Why would he do this? Why would he do this to me?

Why would Stefan do this to me?

A wave of betrayal ...