Wren

I hug my robe tighter as the night air bites at my skin. My eyes are fixed on the pool, the lights bouncing off the water.

A soft creak sounds as the doors slide open, and I don’t have to look to know it’s Ezra walking up to me.

“Hey,” he mumbles from behind me, snuggling us into the large blanket he came out with. “Couldn’t sleep again?”

I lean into his arms with a sigh. “Yeah. I…I just needed some air.”

It’s been five days after we said goodbye to Hayden and ...