Emma

A few years later…

“Oh, babe, you’ve got to let me—” She giggled. “I’ve got to—” more giggles. The keys dangled in her hand as she tried to fit them into the keyhole.

I rolled my eyes and plucked the keys from her fingers. “The door is open.”

“Thank you,” Olivia mouthed before resuming her make-out session with Byron, her new boyfriend. They’d been together for five months now, and it looked like they couldn’t keep their hands off each other.

Unfortunately, I ...