For Our Next Song (Glitter Bats #2)

Chapter 23 Jane

Jane

I’m jolted out of sleep by an urgent voice.

My room is bright with morning sunlight, and I blink groggily to try to clear my head.

“Jane,” Keeley says. As she comes into focus, I see that she’s crying, tears spilling down her cheeks in earnest. I scramble to a seat, leaning against my headboard, my head swimming as I try to figure out why she’s so upset.

“Keeley? What’s wrong?”

“I have to show you something. Fuck, I’m so sorry, Jane.”

She hands her phone to me, and when I look at what’s on the screen, I stare in heart-pounding disbelief at the words I’m reading.