"What are we going to do today?" Amaya asks the next morning, as we’re cooking breakfast. She’s chipper this morning, "Is there anything specific?"
"No, I guess..." I mix the eggs for the omelettes and think, "Actually, they gave me my Luna job back and, knowing Cain, he will report me if I don't show up."
"He doesn't look like the most disciplined guy," Milo scoffs from the floor, where he's playing with Jax, "Or will he do that just to be an asshole? Because I would believe that."
"Yeah, he will do that just to be an asshole," I admit, with a stupid smile trying to come out, "Because he'll want to see me, so he'll just make a huge deal about it, like he gives a shit."
Just two minutes later, my new phone—that used to be Alison's, chimes in with a text. Somehow, I already know who it
