Hayley’s POV

Sunlight slipped through the curtains that morning and gradually filled my room with a gentle light. I just laid there in bed, trying to absorb the chain of revelations and also wondering what else was hiding somewhere.

I was a merry-go-round of thoughts that spun out one after another, each one scarier than the last. Clara's words repeated within my mind, and despite myself,

I couldn't shake the sensation that Rachel was perhaps more informed than ever.

I grabbed my phone and called Aiden. His voice, when he answered on the second ring, was like a tonic for my frazzled nerves.

"Hey, beautiful. How are you holding up?"...