Chapter 23

Audrey’s P.O.V

I wake up with a major headache.

Last night was fucking difficult. I can’t believe I shared all that with Drew. I meant it when I told him everything — about Ian, about the guilt, the way my past stains every part of who I am now. But still, it feels unreal. Like I stripped down emotionally in front of him and now there’s nothing to hide behind.

And then I wake up alone. Unsure how to feel about it.

Perhaps it’s for the best. Gives me time to recollect myself. I need a jog to clear my head.

When my phone buzzes and his name appears on the screen, my heart lurches.

“Good morning,” I say, hesitant.

“Morning, sweetheart,” he replies. His voice is lighter than expected — teasing, almost. “Do you have any plans for today?”

“Not really... just about to go for a jog.”

“Perfect. Forget the jog. I want to take you somewhere.”

“Drew, I just stepped out. I’m in joggers and one of your hoodies. I look homeless.”