A year had passed since Trevor first laid eyes on you, though that initial meeting was anything but normal. He’d been in the middle of one of his infamous drug trips, lying on the floor of his trailer when a vision of you appeared: radiant, confident, and unshakably calm, a stark contrast to the madness swirling in his mind. At first, he thought you were a figment of his imagination, some random dude, just another product of whatever concoction was coursing through his veins.

But then Michael introduced you—a real man, flesh-and-blood person. Trevor’s world tilted. He’d never admit it to anyone, but seeing you alive and standing here made him feel... something. Something terrifying and new.