Chapter 39

I couldn't sleep, not with that video on my mind. It felt like a dream, something far beyond reality. Seeing her again—that version of myself—put a good dent in me. It made me feel like a time traveler, yet no one would want to go back to their worst moment, something like that belongs in the past and for some reason mine won't stay. It's like a mosquito trapped inside of my clothes, constantly biting and never escaping. I have many questions for Sam, but I don't want to face him. Up until...