LOGINAvery's POVI had a big shocker.Jade knocked on my door on Saturday afternoon.I opened it and stood there for a second because I had not expected her, not after three weeks of silence, not without warning, and she stood on the step with her hands in her jacket pockets and an expression that was hard to read."Can I come in?" she asked."Yes. Of course." I said as I stepped aside from the door.She came in and we went to the kitchen the way we always did. She took a chair and I settled across from her and neither of us said anything."I am not ready to talk about everything," she said. "I want to be clear about that before we start. The Scarlett thing. I am not there yet.""Okay. I am not going to push you.""I know," she said. "I have noticed that. You have not texted every day. You have not shown up at my door. You gave me the space I asked for and I appreciate it more than I have said.""You are here now. That is enough for today."She nodded and looked at the table."I wanted to
Avery's POVWe were not at the campus shop this time. Ethan had suggested the noodle place near the south entrance because he was tired of the same coffee. I had said yes because a bowl of noodles sounded like an improvement over most of my evenings so far.We got a table by the door and he ordered before I had finished reading the menu, the way he always did, and I ordered the same thing because deciding was more effort than I had available tonight."You look tired," he said."I am tired. Practice ran long. Vega wanted the pyramid section run six times instead of four.""Did it improve?" he asked."Marginally. Enough that she let us go home.""Small victories," he said."I will take them."The food arrived and we ate and the conversation moved the way it always moved between us now, easy and unforced, covering the essay deadline and his sister's visit next month and a professor neither of us could stand."Can I ask you something, and you can tell me if it is a strange question.""Go
Jade's POVIt had been almost another week since I stood on the path between our houses and told Avery I needed space.I had kept to it. Not out of stubbornness. Out of the honest recognition that the Jade who would have gone back to her house after a few days was not ready and pretending otherwise would have meant having the conversation twice, badly, instead of once, properly. I had watched her from a distance the way you watched someone you loved when you were not ready to be close to them. Her car in the driveway some mornings, gone by the time I left for my lectures. The kitchen light on some evenings when I got home from the library.I had also, in the same three weeks space between us, started talking to Ethan more.Not deliberately building anything. Just the ordinary accumulation of two people who shared a module and had started saying hello properly instead of the nothing they had been. A conversation at the water dispenser led to a conversation before the lecture, which h
Avery's POVEthan and I were back at the usual table on Wednesday, the campus shop, the outlet, the two of us working through our own reading with occasional comments thrown across.It had settled into something after our date at the place on Milton Street. Not smaller. Just clearer. He knew where things stood and so did I and the table was easier for both of us because neither of us was thinking about an unspoken question anymore. It was the easiest kind of company. Shared space with shared purpose, no acting required from either side. I had not had enough of that lately."How is the market analysis essay going?" he asked."Slowly. I keep starting the same paragraph and deleting it.""What is wrong with it?" he asked."Nothing is wrong with it. It just does not feel finished even when it technically is.""That is called being a perfectionist," he said. "I have the opposite problem. Mine feels finished when it is nowhere near finished.""That sounds worse.""It is much worse," he sa
Liam's POVShe was outside the sports centre when I came out of my training for the day.She was not waiting exactly. She was standing near the entrance with her bag over one shoulder and two cups in her hands, the way she had stood on the running path days ago, except this time it did not feel like a coincidence and neither of us pretended it was."You look like you need this," she said, holding one cup out.I took it."Thank you.""You are welcome," she said.We started walking without deciding where, just moving rather than standing in the cold. She fell into step beside me.The thing about Zoey was that she had always been easy to be around. Even when things between us had been complicated, her physical presence had never been something he had to work on. It was just there, like background warmth. I had forgotten that about her in the months since the relationship ended, the way you forgot the good parts of something when the ending was what stuck. The walk was reminding me."Lon
Avery's POVThe café on Milton Street had a window table free and Ethan was already at it when I arrived at four minutes past seven."You made it," he said, standing to pull out the chair opposite him, which was more formal than anything from the campus shop."You said seven. I am only four minutes late.""I was starting to worry you had changed your mind," he said."I do not do that. If I say yes, I show up.""Good to know," he said, and settled back.The café was warmer than the campus shop and quieter. They had proper menus and table service rather than a counter to queue at. Ethan ordered a filter coffee. I ordered the same because reading the whole menu felt like more effort than I had in me."How was the rest of your day?" he asked."Long. I started a new job. Well, an old volunteer position that became a real job. Same place, different arrangement.""That is good news," he said. "Congratulations.""It does not pay much. But it is honest and it is steady.""Those are two things
Avery's POVI typed the message while I was still in the car park.'Can we talk? I need to tell you something. It's important.'I sent it and watched the ticks turn to delivered and started the engine and pulled out before I could change my mind about the wording. The wording was not perfect but it
Avery's POVHis flat was exactly as I remembered it.Football memorabilia on one wall, training schedule pinned to the fridge, shoes lined up by the door. He set his coffee down on the counter and turned to face me with the expression he had been building since he opened the door. Settled. Reasonab
Avery's POVI put my mug down and looked at the street outside the kitchen window."I changed my mind," I said.Liam looked at me from across the table. "About going to Jade?""Before I go to Jade," I said, "I need to go to Colton." I turned to look at him properly. "He sent me a deadline. He told
Avery's POV Neither of us moved for a few seconds.The message was still on the screen and I was still holding the phone and the warmth that had been in the car thirty seconds ago had gone somewhere I could not get back to. Liam was looking at me expectant, seeing the confusion on my face and I wa







