Chapter 101
~ Hailey ~
"Trice!"
The name burst from my lips in shock and relief and confusion all mixed together. Because standing in my doorway at one in the morning wasn't Navine like I'd thought — like I'd hoped and feared in equal measure.
It was Trice. My best friend. My former roommate. The person I'd been worried about ever since our last phone call when she'd asked me for money for her boyfriend and I'd refused.
She looked terrible. Her makeup was smeared in the way that suggested hours of crying. Her hair was disheveled. Her clothes were wrinkled like she'd been wearing them for too long. And her eyes were red and swollen and filled with a kind of desperation I'd never seen in her before.
Trice embraced me so tightly I thought she was going to break me. Actually break my rib
