Liam's POV

I watch Luna walk away, and I can't help staring. She looks beautiful today. Her hair catches the sunlight, and there's something different about the way she carries herself now. Confident. Strong. I feel proud of her, even though I have no right to feel that way anymore.

My stomach twists as I remember where I'm going. Dad wants to meet, and I've been putting it off for weeks. But he won't stop calling, won't stop texting. He says we need to talk about my future.

I already know I ...