Chapter 57

Hardin

I was on edge when I woke up today. Scratch that, I was always on edge everyday and there was something that always seemed to trigger it without fail.

Sometimes, it was remembering that Camila had fallen sick with an illness that I was sure was a perfect replica of the one my mother had. Other times, it was the pressure to find a mate. This time, however, it was what I was looking at from a distance right now.

It was at the lacrosse field, in a secluded part that wasn't easily seen except you were a lacrosse player that wanted to do funny shit without...