Two hours later, I sit in Kelly’s living room, staring at the television, as I wonder where in the hell Alexander is.

“Where could he be?” I murmur under my breath as I nurse one killer of a headache and try my best to not throw up.

While holding my stomach, I hear a knock at the door.

“Finally.” I state out loud as my voice echoes throughout the empty room.

Standing up quickly, I push the off button on the remote and then place it on the glass coffee table before I hurry to the door with my purse. On the way, I pass the hall mirror and catch...