BELLE

I woke up in bed by myself. The spot where Grayson slept was cold, and a deep longing was rooted in my chest, making it hard for me to breathe.

Usually, I would just deal with it. I was a big girl who could go a few hours without my boyfriend.

Codependency? Yeah, we don’t know her.

But today was different. The last couple of days—weeks, actually—had been different. I wanted to be around him all the time.

I craved his presence, his heart-melting smile, his very skillful touch. He was like a drug that I needed all the time in order to survive.

Which was why I somehow...