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Pressing e to point out that eren’t exactly hidden and were not hard to find, so she seriously didn’t need to look everywhere

Skylar had that Miss America smile on her face as she walked up to us She placed her hand on Sebastian’s arround “Can we talk for a second?” she asked

I briefly squeezedto say yes and it was time for e was done I shoved o overthere”

Sebastian turned to me “Lena—”

“See you in a bit,” I cut in, forcing a smile at Skylar

She s, but I didn’t hear her over the roaring in my ears as I hurried back toward the pool, i down Abbi

“You okay?” She was sitting on the edge of a lounge chair Keith was leaning back in it, and at soo, since he was noearing shorts and a T-shirt It was a definite improvement

“Yeah” I cleared my throat “Totally fine”

She looked doubtful as she glanced back toward the pool house She opened her mouth, but I cut her off “We’ll talk tomorrow”

“Okay” She patted the space next to her “Sit with me”

I sat on the edge of the chair, with my back to the pool house, and I didn’t look overto Keith and Abbi atte that had happened with Sebastian wouldn’t ht sucked But tomorroould be a better day

Tomorrow had to be

TODAY

CHAPTER TEN

Sunday, August 20

I couldn’t ht, muscles burned like they’d been lit on fire, and my bones ached deep into the marrow I never knew pain like this before I could barely breathe around it

My brain felt like it was full of cobwebs and fog I tried to lift hed down, full of lead Confusion swirled inside me

I thought I heard a steady beeping sound and voices, but all of it seemed far away, as if I was on one end of the tunnel and everyone was on the other end I couldn’t speak Therethere was so in my throat, in the back of , and there was a tug at the top of my hand

Why wouldn’t my eyes open?

Panic started to dig in Why couldn’t II just wanted to open my eyes I wanted—

I love you, Lena

I love you, too

The voices echoed in my head, one of them mine One of them definitely mine, but the other—

“She’s starting to wake up,” a female said from somewhere on the other side of the tunnel

Footsteps neared and apropofol now”

“This is the second tihter Herto be happy to hear that”

Fighter? I didn’t understand what they were talking about, why they thought my mom would be happy to hear this—

Maybe I should drive?

The voice again, in my head, and it was mine I was sure it was mine

War at the base of h hts and no voices

Tuesday, August 22

Nausea churned my stomach

It was the first thing I noticed when the suffocating, blanketing darkness eased off again I was sick toin my stomach

Everything hurt