Chapter 640

• Jake’s head became a mass of thoughts and feelings, all warring for space, chaos clouding logical thinking as his body seemed to jolt into a mess of heart-pounding sickening panic. He kept questioning that look, trying to dissect in seconds why she would look at him like he had been looking at himself in the mirror for weeks. His head skimmed through memories and conversations of the last weeks with her, tidbits of clues and puzzle pieces.
• He remembered the last song she sent him and reached into his jacket for his phone, looking up to see if she was still close enough to catch and realizing she was completely gone.
• Fuck, fuck, fuck.