GENESIS

I stared at myself in the mirror. I didn’t feel good.

My skin looked pale, and my stomach churned again. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, sighing. This was the second time I’d thrown up this morning—and I still didn’t know why.

I glanced down at what had left my stomach, staring blankly for a few seconds before pressing the flush button. Watching it swirl away somehow made me feel even emptier.

After brushing my teeth, I stepped out of the bathroom. The bed was empty—Kieran was gone. Not that it was a surprise.

I pulled on one of his large shirts, the fabric soft...