It was late when I woke up, later than usual. Guess I’d been tired after my last few busy days of either spending time with Kiera or preparing for my departure from her. I had to admit though, the preparations were going really well. All my notes were done, I just needed to start planting them. And I’d decided, after having that near-embarrassing conversation with Jenny and Rachel, that I was going to say something to Anna and Kate—the more people keeping Kiera busy, the better. I also needed to give someone the steamy letter that I had for Kiera…either Jenny or Kate, since they were going to be working late with Kiera on the night we left. Maybe Kate, since Jenny was going to be dealing with her own stuff; she was going to miss Evan when he left, maybe not as desperately as I was going to be missing Kiera, but still.

Kate would probably end up reading the letter before she gave it to Kiera though, but whatever, I didn’t really care. All I cared was that the note got to Kiera exactly at midnight. I wanted to be mentally reading the note with her, like I was saying it to her, even though we would be miles apart by then. God, I hated that thought.

Needing her comfort, I instinctively searched for Kiera in my bed, but she wasn’t there. That’s right…I slept alone last night. Kiera was waiting for me at her apartment. I should get my lazy ass up so I could take her to school.

Yawning, I flung the covers off me and got up. Weirdly, I was completely dressed. Huh. Well, guess that means I can get to Kiera’s even faster. With a smile on my face, I opened the door…and that was when all the blood drained from my body. The shower was on in my bathroom, but even over the noise of the water, I could hear the sound of people screwing. I’ve heard this before. I’ve done this before.

Bile rose up my throat, and I knew I was about to lose it. Kiera was in my bathroom…having sex with Denny. He was touching her, kissing her…inside of her. Jesus, I didn’t want to live through this moment again. I couldn’t. I squeezed my eyes shut. You’re dreaming, Kellan. Wake the fuck up.

“Interesting moment you decided to replay.”

Dread washed through me, momentarily obliviating the nausea. I opened my eyes to see my father standing in front of Denny and Kiera’s door, staring at me. Fuck, no…I couldn’t handle this. One of my worst memories and my dad? Please wake up.