*Rosie Fay-Donovan*

For a moment, I forgot what I wanted to talk to Archie about. I wasn’t worried about us, but rather what had him so distraught. I was certain he wasn’t going to tell me, but I couldn’t pretend I didn’t listen to it. So, instead of turning and going to my room, I carried on and barged inside his office without knocking.

Archie was pacing in front of his desk, his phone still in hand. His head snapped toward the door as soon as I entered. His hair ...