Star's POV:
I always believed that the emotions I am feeling would pass the next day.
Like happiness usually does.
Like it would replace something like responsibility or guilt or that little voice in my head that reminded me that I had things to do for other people.
But it was actually not.
The road down the mountain was rocky, with stones rolling under our feet, and Chris was looking just over at me like he was checking to make sure I hadn't slipped and fall—even though I knew to myself that I had climbed rougher cliffs in my life.
I noticed.
I didn’t utter any words.
The air was cool. The lights of the town twinkled below us, dimmer and more distant. It was weird knowing that everyone else was just… living. Just laughing. Just eating. Just arguing over something unimportant.
And
