"Nava." Rohan snapped his fingers at me.

I blinked at the door he held open for me. "Huh?"

He smirked.

And then there were the things that never changed.

It may have been the middle of the week, but it was also a sunny spring day and the gelato place was a local favorite. The giant pink store was bustling. Cars spilled out of the parking lot and the cobblestoned outdoor seating area was full of people munching cones under leafy trees.

Rohan's ...