Verena 

Daxton rose slowly to his feet, guilt dancing across his face and in the blue of his eyes. “What are you doing outside?” His voice was low and held a tiny hint of surprise. 

A knot of emotion tightened inside of me as I took in the face of the man whose eyes were heavy with exhaustion. Josh had said he barely slept at all, staying by my side through the night while holding my hands. 

How did everything twist so badly? One moment I was getting ready for the fundraiser, and the next I was found in Kian’s house—drugged and completely wasted. 

Kian…

I should have known that...