chapter 110

I didn’t dream. Even after a shower and allowing my thoughts to wander, I didn’t once think of Tyler in a positive way. No concern for him. No desire.

For the first time in a while, I felt like myself. It was as if I was waking from a nightmare.

I walked into the kitchen where Sheila and the others were already eating breakfast. It was a bright and welcoming room with windows along one side and a table large enough for eight nestled near the windows. On the counter, several platters were set out, filled with pastries, fruit, scrambled eggs, and sausages. A pot of brewed coffee completed the spread. I wondered how Star got groceries in and who cooked everything.

I took in the sight of my friends seated around the table. Kyle and Malcom were speaking quietly, while Sheila stared into space. Alec was the first to notice me. “Good morning.”

“Morning,” I said.

“Nice dress,” Sheila called.

“This old thing?” I did a spin to show off the men’s shirt I was wearing. A tie acted as a belt and th