Lia

Life went on, but the problem with danger knocking at your back door was that it’s hard to keep moving on. There’s always that little voice in the back of your head, waiting for everything to go to shit.

This was what we were all waiting for.

Except Simone. Despite everything that happened, she seemed happy and in good spirits. I don’t know how she did it, honestly. It must’ve been her way of coping.

I forced a smile as Simone sat beside me, her usual bubbly energy radiating ...