Payton’s POV
I want to keep on pretending like everything’s fine. I want us to keep on being this sweet, happy couple, laughing, drinking, and dancing together, for at least a while longer.
But everything isn’t fine. Even here at the party, Will is already talking about the Peace Society and how we should start meeting up with Dash, Harley, and the others to formulate a plan. Endearingly oblivious to the fact that Nate and Rachel don’t seem to be speaking and Dash and Harley are off—
As if on cue, I spot something through the back window: the body of Harley Harris landing from what appears to be a window jump.
Whoa, tiger, I think to her, avoiding Will’s concerned gaze. You okay?
I see her body pause, then turn slightly around. Her pretty, misty gray eyes peer through the glass at
