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I’m outside my place and I don’t want to go in yet.
I stared at that.
Then replied:
Rowan:
Same.
And for a moment—
it felt like we were in the same place even if we weren’t.
CHAPTER SIXTY
NYC
The airport felt too bright.
That was the first thing.
Too loud.
Too full.
Like everything had already started moving before we even arrived.
Coach didn’t say much.
Neither did anyone else.
Even Andre wasn’t joking.
That’s when I knew it was real.
Mason sat a few rows away from me in the waiting area.
Not next to me.
Not far.
Just… separated enough to pretend this was still normal.
My phone buzzed.
Mason.
Mason:
You there yet?
I looked up slightly.
Saw him already looking at his screen too.
Typing.
Rowan:
