MAXINE

There was something about spending our last day off in Conrad's house. Maybe it was because it was him, or it was because our lives were finally looking up.

But it was so lighthearted. I had been searching for so long—for something I didn't quite know what it was and it held me down. But here, with Conrad and the others, I was starting to feel like maybe I didn’t have to search anymore. I had everything.

"Oh?" I teased, letting go of him to look at his face. He flipped the ...