Harper Reed's boots tapped softly on the staircase as she climbed up toward her dorm, but her mind was miles away.
Tyla's phone call had saved her. She couldn't believe that Logan Hayes had almost found out the truth — that she had been lying to him about everything all this while.
Just then, memories came rushing back.
The memory hit her like a whisper in the dark — sudden, unwanted, sharp.
That Tuesday night.
She hadn't meant to remember it.
But now…
She couldn't stop seeing it.
FLASHBACK
THAT TUESDAY:
It was late. Like, really late, and Harper was stressfully returning from the town's central library. She had always preferred that library to the one on campus because it was much bigger and had almost all the books in the world — ones she'd never find in the campus library. Moreover, she had a lot of peers from there. Even the librarian was her friend.
