A day didn’t go by without thinking of him, his kiss, his presence, his mystery. But he wasn’t the only thing in my life, and it hurt to think about.

Max would text or call. Sophie would text or call. I didn’t know for how long I had to keep avoiding them. But I was fighting with all my power, and I had no intention of facing them.

I could perhaps understand Max, but for Sophie, I couldn’t come up with any excuse for her obsession with this situation. ...