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PROLOGUE

A SLITHER OF sunlight peeked in through the curtains hanging fro hfrom the severe headache, I slammed my eyes closed and prayed that I wouldn’t throw up all over myself

My head ached with the beat of ainst my forehead with each pu the pain lessen, but there was only theache

The stale reue like flavored cotton Slazed h my stomach as I prayed for moisture in my mouth and a pain-free mind

Again, I openedon the ripped curtain flowing from thelike a silky waterfall It swayed in a breeze I didn’t feel, directingfan abovedust particles dance in the slice of light from outside

In the distance, the sound of a clock teased the pain haony

Tick-tock, tick-tock

It was almost too much to handle

I asp The pain was hot and blazed throughto cry out was futile Only broken, hushed noises pushed pastmy mouth with the metallic flavor of life

That hen the s I’d ever smelled before—like the end of so it off was the overwhel me Someone had bled out near me There had to be more somewhere, and it was considerably more than the tiny bit that seeped from my chapped lips

I tried to re but a few flashes of color—tiny moments of memory that included blonde hair and red, luscious lips—Sarah I’d been with her She’d wrapped her sweet lips around et, but that was all I remembered