Everything felt exactly the same. “Morning,” Bailey said from her side of the bed. “Hi.” “How do you feel?” “Just as awful and confused as I did last night.” Caroline’s face crinkled. “But you know the worst part?” Her eyes filled up with tears. “What?” “All I keep thinking about is Jackson. Why hasn’t he called, or texted, or something?” Bailey smiled softly from her pillow. “I don’t think that’s the worst part.” Caroline stared at her friend. “God, I am so tired of crying. How is it possible I have any stupid tears left? This is ridiculous.” Bailey smirked. “You should try to call him. And you should do it now, while you’re here and we can still buy you time with Clay.” Caroline nodded. “Okay.” Bailey stretched and let out a yawn. “I’ll be in the other room if you need me.” “Thanks.” Caroline reached across the bed toward the nightstand. She grabbed her phone and pressed the button to call Jackson. As it rang, her whole body began to shake uncontrollably.
