Leah's POV
Unpacking the box that held my framed photos was the final task to do in my bedroom. The photo with Bernice, Carly, Greg, Jake and I was the last one I pulled out of the box.
I accidentally struck the frame against the dresser, shattering the glass. Don't ask how, but a section of the glass sliced the fatty pad of my palm. The sting of pain caused me to let go, resulting in the whole thing falling, and smashing on the floor.
Shards of glass surrounded my bare feet in all directions. I couldn't move without stepping onto broken glass, and blood was pouring out of the cut, which was deep and fairly long.
Great! Just great!
Greg appeared out of nowhere, followed by a man I didn't recognize. I'm not going to lie. This guy was drop dead gorgeous. I couldn't even form words, th
