Chapter 20

• Colton? Why’re you in my head?
• I blanch and press my hands to the sides of my skull, and slump back down to put my face between my knees. To continue trying to regulate my breathing once more, confused that he linked after the two-week silence of rejection I’ve endured and still caught up in my meltdown.
• I told you. I can feel you freaking out. You’re afraid. What is it? What’s happening? Tell me. If you need me, need my help, I need to know where you are.