She stood in the kitchen, faking a smile as her dad poured coffee. “I’m going out with Casey and the girls tonight and We’re hitting the club. I’ll crash at her place, so don’t wait up.”
He looked at her, tired eyes softening. “Your mom left when you were little. You know I worry.”
“I know, Dad,” she said, her voice steady. “I’m okay. Just a normal night out.”
He sighed, nodding. “Alright. Have fun. Be safe.”
She grabbed her coat and keys, heart pounding as she walked out the door.
The cool night air hit her as she slid into her car. Her phone buzzed—no message, just the headlights flickering on and off twice. Their signal.
She glanced up to see Miles peeking from behind his window, shy but hopeful.
She smiled, stepping out and locking the door.
“Come on,” she whispered.
He shuff
