Amy's POV
Lia's happiness had a specific quality to it that I noticed before I understood it.
It arrived the morning after the news of me and Leo had settled into the general knowledge of our group a brightness about her, a looseness in her shoulders, the particular energy of someone from whom a low-grade tension had been lifted. She laughed more easily. She stopped doing the thing where her eyes moved to Rio whenever he entered a room and then quickly away. She started texting him directly, small things, funny things, the way you texted someone when you'd decided to stop being afraid of them.
I watched it happen over the course of a week and didn't say anything about it, because what was there to say. I had made a choice and the choice had consequences and some of those consequences w
