Aidan Gallagher

- The first memory I have when I wake up is the sound of someone breathing. Not my own. It's deep, tense, like someone has been holding their breath for too long.

- I blink. The white light of the hospital burns my eyes. I don't know where I am. I don't know who I am. But before the panic hits me fully, a low, shaky voice cuts through the silence.

—You’re awake…

- I turn to the source of the sound. A boy is sitting next to me, his knuckles bandaged and his dark eyes full of something I can't quite understand.

- And then he smiles. Not just any smile. It's one that makes my skin crawl, one that screams relief and obsession at the same time.

—God… I thought I had lost you.