Chapter Seventy-Seven

Savannah

The moment I practice saying it out loud, I think I'm going to throw up.

Not the physical kind, even though my stomach flips, because my body's got its own opinions about stress. It's more like my soul is trying to eject itself, like my brain's reaching for the emergency exit because it knows what's coming.

Garrett clears his throat. "We're gonna do this slowly," he says, keeping his voic