The Last Paper Star
After our last mock exam, the whole class went to a karaoke lounge to celebrate. A video suddenly appeared on my phone, supposedly sent by Mason Blackwell ten years in the future.
Mason and I had grown up together for over a decade, and I'd secretly loved him for five.
In the video, he wore a suit, his familiar face softened by a tenderness I'd never seen before.
"Hannah, I'm getting married.
"To Paige Monroe."
The next second, class beauty Paige linked her arm through his, their fingers intertwined.
"Hope you find your true love soon."
The video ended. The black screen reflected my reddened eyes.
I splashed water on my face and went back into the private room.
The moment I walked i