Serena closed the door behind her and leaned her back against it, her heart still racing.

The music from the party was gone now, but the moment replayed in her head anyway.

Dominic’s closeness.

The pause.

The look in his eyes before he stepped back.

She pressed her palm to her chest, breathing out slowly. That was too close.

Not because she wanted it.

But because she was tired. Lonely. Still breaking in quiet ways she never let anyone see.

She kicked off her heels and barely made it two steps before her stomach twisted violently.

“Oh God—”

She rushed to the bathroom, barely lifting the toilet seat before everything...