Vin didn’t return to her room after that incident. In fact, she didn’t catch a glimpse of Vin the following day save for when he caught her sipping tea in the kitchen in the middle of the night after she woke up from another nightmare.

She flushed pink at the thought of Vin hearing her cry again. Guilt and embarrassment settled badly in her stomach. Callie had made a habit of singing herself to sleep after her bouts with her repeating nightmares. Every night she cries and sings, cries and sings.

Tonight, she cried about her broken dreams. Callie had abandoned her phone and laptop, the devices lay dead somewhere...