Lianna’s POV

The streetlights blurred past in streaks of yellow light, casting faint flashes over Stanley as we drove. We had just taken a left turn but if we had kept going, we would eventually end up in my neighborhood. Stanley stretched out and picked his phone and it lit up on the console. The glow washed across his cheekbones as he brought the screen towards him, highlighting the faint lines of etched into his face. He stred for a moment before locking his phone and turning towards ...