Brooke’s POV
An air of darkness and tension hangs over us for the next few days, but there’s an unmistakable sense of hope in it, too. I shouldn’t look forward to prison time—I don’t—but I can’t help but look forward to what comes after.
Already, it’s easier for me to look at Milo. Already, it’s easier for me to feel his touch on my skin. Already, it’s easier to sleep.
We’re doing the right thing.
“Drive carefully,” Liza warns us via phone on our last morning in Durham—the day we agreed to turn ourselves in. “Don’t get pulled over, and don’t make any stops when you reach Tucker. Go straight to the station. The fact that you’re turning yourselves in, rather than getting caught, will help reduce your sentencing dramatically. Don’t take any chances with that.”
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