Ella:
The overlook still felt like ours.
The same old rusty guardrail, the same sweeping view of our sleepy town nestled in the cradle of darkness and stars. The wind still tangled our hair. The headlights of passing cars below still blinked like fireflies. But the girl sitting on the hood of the Jeep? She wasn’t the same one who used to come up here after football games and first kisses.
No, she was someone else now.
“I brought the good coffee,” Kenzie said, holding up two thermoses and offering one to me like it was peace and medicine all in one.
I took it with a small, grateful smile. “Thanks.”
We climbed up onto the hood together, shoulder to shoulder, legs dangling over the front. The metal creaked beneath us, same as always, and I exhaled like I’d been holding my breath since I
