CHAPTER 20

AMY

I needed another drink.The first one wasn’t doing enough. Not when my phone was buzzing in my pocket with a name I shouldn’t even be seeing right now.

Pete.

I didn’t want to open it. I shouldn’t open it. But my fingers moved on their own, unlocking the screen before my brain could stop them.

PETE: I hope you’re having fun.

My heart slammed into my ribs. How the hell did he know where I was?

I swallowed hard, suddenly feeling like the walls of the party were closing in on me. The music was too loud, the lights too bright. It felt like he was watching me, but that was crazy. Pete wouldn’t be here. He had no reason to be at a place like this, surrounded by a bunch of drunk college kids.

I glanced over my shoulder, scanning the crowd, but there was no si……