Chapter 4Thursday, February 16
My alarm doesn’t go off on Thursday and I’m startled awake by my neighbor’s slamming door ten minutes before I need to leave my apartment. I stress through the morning, hardly having time to breathe. I jog on slippery winter streets to the station, rush past the café, run down the escalator to the train already waiting on the platform, and jump on board just before the doors close. And when I look in the direction of Runar’s corner, he’s not there. His usual spot is empty.
I squeeze my eyes shut, as though I’m trying to make sure they aren’t playing a trick on me, but he’s still not there when I reopen my eyes.
“Crap,” I breathe as my knees buckle, my ass landing in my seat. I tighten the muscles in my legs, trying to stop them from trembling. My heart is
