Jasmine's POV
I stood in the living room of the apartment I'd shared with Lara for years, staring at the single suitcase by my feet. One bag. That was all I was bringing to Christopher's place.
Because I wasn't planning to stay long.
"That's it?" Lara emerged from the kitchen, her eyes red-rimmed. "Just one suitcase?"
"I don't need much." I forced lightness into my voice. "Besides, I'll be back to visit all the time. You won't even notice I'm gone."
"Bullshit." Her voice cracked. "Of course I'll notice."
She pulled me into a fierce hug, and I felt her shoulders shake.
"Lara, come on." I hugged her back, throat tight. "It's not like I'm moving to another city."
"You're moving to a whole new pack." She pulled away, swiping at her eyes. "It won't be the same. No more late-night movie
