The sun poured through the silk curtains and lit up our bedroom. I stared at the window, watching the tiny dust particles floating in the air. I was wrapped up in the duvet and I felt sick. Like I've been hit in the stomach multiple times.

I didn't want to wake up Tyler, so I somehow managed to sneak out of bed. I crept into the bathroom and quickly brushed my teeth and hair. In a rush I slipped on pair on a pair of skinny jeans and a red flannel shirt. Before I felt the room I blew sleeping Tyler a kiss then jogged down the stairs.

No one...