Evans' POV

I opened my eyes to find Hailey still asleep beside me, her face turned toward the window where morning light filtered through the curtains in soft golden streams, she looked peaceful like this, unguarded and soft, not twisted with the confusion and hurt I'd been putting there for weeks.

Last night felt like old times, like we might actually survive this nightmare I'd dragged us into, like maybe there was still hope for us.

I slipped out of bed carefully, my feet silent on the cool hardwood floor, grabbed my phone from the nightstand and walked to the bathroom.

The screen lit up with notifications that made my...