Emily's POV
I was sketching quietly at my desk, the soft scratching of pencil on paper the only sound in the room. My hands moved almost instinctively, shading in the lines that brought my latest drawing to life. Joey's playful grin and Caleb's intense gaze stared back at me from the page. And in the middle, a rough outline of myself, standing awkwardly between them. I wasn't sure why I started sketching us, but something about the image felt... right.
The soft knock on my door startled me. My pencil slipped, leaving a faint line across Caleb's jaw in the drawing. I frowned, erasing it quickly as I stood.
"Who is it?" I called out, already guessing the answer.
"Open up, Firecracker," Caleb's smooth voice came through the door, making my heart flutter despite myself.
I hesitated for a
