EMILY’S POV.

When I woke up the next morning, I was sore all over. Bad dreams about Sadie had plagued me. The most memorable had been one of her somehow managing to make me go to her school in my underwear.

I had been laughed at by so many people, and classmates of mine that we went to high school and college together, all saw me, and mocked me.

They wanted to know if that was the future I had been planning with John for years. The dream left me with a bitter feeling, and I woke up with a pout.

I sat up, and snatched my phone. It was...