I didn’t expect to hear from her again.

Not after everything that had happened.

But there she was—Beth. My best friend since high school, standing outside the café where I’d stopped to grab a coffee.

“Sage?” Her voice was a mix of surprise and excitement.

I blinked, almost not believing it. “Beth?”

She squealed, running over and throwing her arms around me. “Oh my God, I can’t believe it’s you! Where the hell have you been?”

I laughed, hugging her back. “It’s a long ...