rian-or rather, the apartment I shared with both Adrian and Dean. I m

ing every single thing Adrian had ever given me. The first-edition copy of Gray's Anatomy,

opped them, one by one, into a large bla

cked. The do

a perfect imitation of Adri

ian's favorite gray sweater, a

e that," I said. My voice was a raw

recovered, his expression shifting to one of conc

to put his arms aroun

he residency... it's not the end of the world, Ava. There will

nerves. My nails dug into my palms. Their act

m and familiar. It was the body I had loved, the bod

essing against the back of my neck. I lay ther

I drifted in a restless, shallow

sn't

e thick with sleep and a longing

n't even know I was clinging to-that maybe, just maybe, Dea

him awa

" he asked, hi

I choked out, scrambling

ed. He sighed, a sound of mild disappointment, an

ay there for hours, staring into the darkness. The feeling of his skin agains

stration office to file my resignation paperwor

of breath. "Dr. Peterson wants to

Peterson was the head of

hed over me. I had a terrible fe