Judges Start Suspecting

Lake

The morning after the Fall Festival, Ivy woke up with a strange weight in her chest. Not the good kind that made her feel cozy and wrapped in the memory of Lake’s arms, but the heavy, pounding kind that screamed, Something’s about to go wrong.

She lay in bed for a moment, watching the rays of sun seep through the wooden blinds, casting slatted shadows across the cabin. Lake wasn’t there beside her. She reached over the sheets, still warm on his side, and ...