Maya's POV
My phone screen lit up my dorm room, the only light on besides the ring light I still had clipped to my desk from filming earlier. I sat cross-legged on my bed, scrolling through the photos on my camera roll, looking for exactly the right one.
Found it.
A picture from three months back, back before everything went sideways. Me and Jace at the winter formal, his arm around my waist, both of us laughing at something that didn't even matter anymore. I remembered the moment. I remembered a lot of moments with him, actually, which was the whole problem.
My roommate Bri walked out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around her hair, and caught the look on my face before I could smooth it out. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." I locked my phone screen too fast, which of course made her
