Chapter 25
- Sable
- I entered the club, even though Brant had already told us he wouldn’t be here. Still, I was anxious—desperate, even—to find him. There was this gnawing urge in my chest, like if I didn’t find him soon, I might die. My lungs felt tight, as if something invisible were slowly squeezing them. It wouldn’t let me rest.
- Yeah, I know—it’s weird. Even for me. It sounds insane.