Katelyn's POV

Winter crept in so quietly that I didn’t realize it was here until the morning I went to pick up my car. The garage floor was dusted with a thin layer of white frost, and the cold bit at my cheeks. My breath rose in pale clouds as I paused, taking in the stillness before sliding into the driver’s seat.

Lucas had shot up again, enough that his jacket sleeves no longer reached his wrists. Recently, he’d been dragging his feet over math homework, claiming it was “boring,” ...