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Chapter Thirty Eight - Empty Windows

Auteur: Mia Katy
last update Date de publication: 2026-09-24 23:38:12
Chapter Thirty Eight- Empty Windows

"We should get going," I say, loud enough to cut through the noise, though nobody actually looks at me. "I've got dinner with my family."

"Yeah, us too," Ashley adds, already backing toward the exit doors. "Big family thing. Very mandatory."

Nobody looks up. Maddox is still bent over Caleb's phone, tracing something on a map with his finger, voice low and serious in a way that makes my stomach twist harder the longer I watch. Ricky's already texting someone, t
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