Chapter 222

• Blair
• Crew doesn’t even pick me up from work, weird. When I get back home, the lights are off in the apartment, and I linger in the entryway, worried. As I look around, I see something on the floor, and for a moment, I think it’s flowers, until I realise it’s a series of tiny little drawings leading away in a trail. My eyes lock on the huge painting above the kitchen, the one Asher and I did together, and heat fills me at the sight of it being so proudly displayed, knowing it holds a deep dark secret between my artist boy and me.
• Grinning, I drop my bag and grab the first picture.