Somehow, the night seemed to change for us; after that revelation, Sebastian offered to help me move more things to the new apartment. He seemed much less tense than he had been all day. And so, another night of sleeping in turned into the penultimate day before I finally moved into a new place. He lifted boxes with a quiet determination, his movements steady, almost mechanical. I watched him, wondering if he was trying to distract himself from the truth we had discovered.
Now all I had to do was get rid of the things I had to donate, give away, or throw out, and I could consider myself lucky to be moving to a new house. But even as I thought that, a chill ran down my spine. James and Lucas wouldn't let me enjoy this new beginning so easily, and I was absolutely certain of it; I knew very
