I woke up abruptly and looked around the room. Jeremy's perfume filled the air. This was his room; I was sure of it. Even though he'd moved to a more spacious place, I knew his scent.

But here, in my heart, I didn't feel anything. Just emptiness.

Instead, fear crept in. What about Elijah? Where was he now?

I got out of bed quickly, even though my head still felt dizzy. I walked to the door, which was slightly ajar.

"You're awake, Deli?" Jeremy stood and looked at me.

I stepped back carefully, my guard up. But Jeremy kept coming closer, trying to grab my hand. I slapped his hand...