"Sometimes the words that change everything are the ones we never send."
Amy
Sunday mornings had a different kind of quiet.
Not the sleepy silence of early dawn.
Not the stillness of midnight.
Something softer.
Gentler.
Like the world had collectively agreed to move a little slower for a few hours.
I sat on the small balcony outside our apartment.
Coffee in hand.
Bare feet tucked beneath me.
Watching sunlight spill across the parking lot.
The air smelled like summer.
Warm pavement.
Fresh-cut grass.
Possibility.
For once, I wasn't thinking about graduation.
Or work.
Or deadlines.
I was thinking about a man I'd never met.
Which felt increasingly ridiculous.
"You look suspiciously happy."
Mia's voice came from the doorway.
I didn't even turn around.
"You always say tha
