Jessa

Tuesday mornings were usually the worst — dragging myself out of bed, rushing around, barely having time to grab breakfast before school.

But today?

Today felt… different.

I actually woke up smiling.

The bonfire from last night replayed in my mind in little bursts — the crackle of the flames, the buzz of voices and laughter, Mariah dragging me around to meet people, and, of course, Noah.

My cheeks warmed just thinking about him.

The way his hand had brushed mine.

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