"If she could, she would make things right, I'm sure." Sky suddenly seems to regain strength. How can she overlook Aurora's betrayal?
"What happened cannot be undone," I say. And what didn't happen cannot be made to happen.
"Do you have her phone number?" she asks now.
She wants to call Aurora? Why? I shrug. "There was no reason to ask for it."
Our story is over. I never want to see her again.
I take a deep breath. "We can finally close this chapter," I remind Sky firmly.
The train's rattling is all I hear. An eternity seems to pass before she responds.
"Okay," she says, sounding exhausted. "You're probably right."
That's how it is. It's over. For good.
I rest my forehead against the cool train window, close my eyes, and make the most important resolution of my life: When I open my eyes again, my world will be different.
