Katelyn’s POV

When Ethan splashed into the river after me, for a moment, time collapsed.

I was caught off guard by how easily I let my hand slip from his, the water rushing between our fingers, the years between us collapsing in the cool current.

We stood there, soaked and laughing, and something old and tight inside me let go.

It was the kind of easy, open laughter I hadn’t shared with anyone in so long, not since before everything changed, before the person I’d become replaced the ...