Page 674 of End Game

Cami grabs my hand before I can answer and stares at the ring. “Oh my God.”

Then she looks at Micah. “You designed this.”

It isn't a question. “Yeah.”

Her eyes immediately fill. “No. Absolutely not. I'm already in eyeliner.”

Cami throws herself at Micah.

He catches her.

Mostly.

Then Griffin hugs me.

Like full-on grabs me around the shoulders and squeezes. “Congrats, man.”

“Thank you.”

It comes out weirdly sincere.

I hug him back.

When we separate, Ronan is still standing near the bottom stair.

Watching.

Calm.

Not detached.

I know the difference now.

I point at him. “You.”

“Yes?”

“You kept this from me.”

“That was the request.”

“I thought we had something.”

“We do.”

“You're Owl.”

He looks down at himself. “I am aware.”

“It's upsetting how correct the costume is.”

“I've heard.”

Cami is still staring at the ring. “Can I take a picture?”

“Wait until I fix my eyeliner.”

“You're crying.”