Part 2: The Bad Boy Tells His Story...

Addison Knight.

A name that felt so familiar, but I didn't know why I couldn't grasp it in my head. Was she someone I knew? I couldn't place a face, but I knew it was familiar.

I didn't know Aiden's sister died. 

Hell, I didn't even know he had a sister.

"And it was his fault," Aiden whispered to himself.

"Whose fault?"

"Drake, of course. And my father's." He shook his head in spite, biting his lip so hard I thought it was going to split.

Suddenly, it clicked. Addison was Drake's girlfriend. 

About two years ago, around the time I met Ari, Drake had told Ari and me about this girl he met at a local Starbucks. He looked so happy when he spoke about her, but I had never met her. Apparently, she had moved back to her hometown and video chat after video chat, Drake decided to go into the semester exchange program in order to see her again. When he came back from England, he looked so devastated.