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Luca sat beside me in the locker room after.
“You’re not okay,” he said.
“I’m fine.”
“You’re not.”
I didn’t argue this time.
Because I was tired.
My phone buzzed again.
Rowan.
Rowan:
I think we’re both waiting for something to click.
I stared at that longer than I should’ve.
Because that was exactly it.
Something not said out loud.
Just felt.
Mason:
Yeah.
Mason:
I think so too.
ROWAN
The city outside my window felt louder than usual.
Or maybe I was just noticing it more.
Mia had left hours ago.
Serena too.
It was just me now.
Phone in hand.
Mason’s messages open.
I typed:
Rowan:
Do you think NYC changes things?
Paused.
