The sunshine streamed through the cafeteria windows, warming the back of my neck as I sat nestled between Stetson and Chandler. My worn-out denim cutoffs had seen better days, but they were comfortable and paired perfectly with my new white tank top embroidered with delicate wildflowers. My light wash chambray shirt was unbuttoned and tied at the waist. I glanced down at my feet, my favorite tan leather sandals, adorned with silver studs, a subtle glint against the dark wooden floor.
Stetson’s deep laugh echoed through the cafeteria as he recounted his epic D&D campaign from the previous night. My fingers fiddled with the delicate silver chain around my neck, a small charm dangling – half of a heart, the other half worn by my twin. I tuned back into the conversation as Gracie launched int
