Chapter 28-Brian-book 2

~CAMI~

The storm hadn’t left the city so much as it had seeped into its bones. Streets gleamed under lamplights, the pavement slick. My reflection followed me in every puddle; hair damp, eyes hollow, jaw clenched. I hated the way I looked. I hated the way I felt.

But most of all, I hated the way B...