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I should feel like things are finally falling into place. After all, the school trip is over, and with it is Tyler and Jake’s long-standing beef. Northbridge has also officially confirmed the details of my scholarship while we were away. Yet, the knot sitting in my chest as our bus rolls into the school parking lot doesn’t ease up. Maybe it’s because my mother has barely answered my texts all weekend, and the last time we’d spoken, she’d been furious about Northbridge. Or maybe it’s simply because life has taught me that every time something good happens, something else isn’t far behind to ruin it. Honestly, all I can think about is getting home and collapsing into bed. I feel like I’ve lived an entire month in forty-eight hours. Tyler’s lips softly brush my ear as he whispers, “You’re overthinking again, aren’t you?” I glance over at him, cheeks warming. “No, I’m not.” “Liar.” A smile tugs at my lips despite myself, but it doesn’t ease the feeling of dread growing by sec

CHAPTER 113The sun is beginning to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink. Normally, I would stop and admire it.But I just shove my hands into my jacket pockets and keep moving.The argument with my parents keeps replaying in my head as I walk. Every time I think about my mother’s face, guilt twists inside my chest. Every time I think about Tyler’s father sitting in my living room, anger follows right behind it.My phone buzzes, and I pull it out of my pocket. I stare at Tyler’s name on the screen, unable to press the answer button.I cannot do this right now, even though there’s no denying that I love him. I love him so much that it physically hurts sometimes. But if what my parents are saying is true, if his father really has been interfering with my college applications... I don’t even know how to process that.The phone stops ringing, and a text appears a second later.Please answer.My throat tightens, but I look away and keep walki

It feels like someone has reached into my ears and ripped every sound away.I cannot breathe, move, or think. The crash was so loud that all I hear now is silence. I stare straight ahead, my hands still gripping the dashboard so tightly my fingers ache.We’re... alive.The realization barely has time to register before my eyes drift toward the driver’s side window. Toward the road where Tyler’s car is...“No.” The word leaves my mouth as a whisper.The sleek sports car is barely recognizable, the entire front end crushed into the guardrail. Smoke curls from beneath the mangled hood, and one of the headlights flickers weakly before dying altogether.My heartbeat and sound return all at once, fast, violent, and terrifying. “Tyler.” My voice cracks as I fumble for the door handle that won’t open. The impact has jammed it shut. “No!” I shove harder, again and again, until it finally gives way.I stumble out of the car on shaking legs. The salty ocean win

CHAPTER 117As I walk back into the hospital, it almost feels like I’ve lived an entire lifetime since I left only a few hours ago.Unfortunately, Jake got a call from his sister halfway here, so he can no longer stay with me. “I’ll come by tomorrow,” he promises. “If you need anything…”I nod, smiling. “I’ll call.”He seems conflicted as he looks past me. “When he wakes, tell him…” He exhales, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Tell him I’m still not letting him off easy on the field.”Before I can think twice about it, I take a step forward and wrap my arms around him in a hug. “Thank you, Jake. For being there.”Jake immediately goes rigid, his muscles slowly easing as seconds pass by. Eventually, he hugs me back. “See you around, L.G,” he says, before walking away.I watch him leave before taking a slow breath and heading towards the waiting area. My strides slow when I see my parents already there.Mom looks exhausted, her eyes swollen from cryin

The strange thing about life is that it never stops.No matter how earth-shattering something feels in the moment, the world somehow finds a way to keep turning.A few weeks ago, I was sitting outside an operating room, wondering if Tyler was going to survive. Now, I’m sitting in Calculus pretending to understand derivatives while Maya doodles little hearts around Alex’s name in the margin of her notebook.Life is weird like that.“Mr. Holland.”I blink, turning around with the rest of the class just in time to see Jake throwing a ball of paper at Tyler. An exasperated sigh leaves my mouth as I roll my eyes. Honestly, I don’t know which I prefer, those two as antagonizing enemies or chaotic friends.Mr. Larry glares at Jake, who looks completely unbothered. “Since you have nothing better to do than disrupt my class. Would you care to solve the problem on the board?”“…No?”The class bursts into laughter.Mr. Harrison pinches the bridge of his