I refused to go back to sleep. Not after that crazy dream. I so could not go back to sleep.
The fragments of it clung to me like cobwebs—sticky, invisible, refusing to let me breathe. Caleb’s face kept flashing in my mind, like a slideshow I hadn’t asked to see. His voice, too. That stupid laugh that used to make me melt. I sat up straighter on the bed, tugging the blanket off my legs like it was his fault I was restless.
“You’re not sleeping?” June’s voice broke into my thoughts. I looked at her and then blinked in surprise. One minute she had been lying down on her bed and the next minute, she was standing by the closet, tugging on a hoodie and slipping into sneakers.
I shook my head. “Couldn’t. What are you doing?”
She tilted her head, eyes narrowing at me for a beat before she zipp
