Abigail
The moon hung high and full in the sky, bathing everything below in silver light. The night air was crisp, and the shadows were long—perfect for sneaking out. It had been too long since I’d seen Theo, and I wasn’t about to waste another minute. Not when everything felt so chaotic.
The familiar path to the Peace Rock was quiet, the rustle of leaves the only sound in the distance. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so excited to see someone, especially when that someone was usually in trouble—or just one bad decision away from being in it.
But I wasn’t much better.
When I reached the clearing, I found Theo sitting on the rock, looking up at the sky with a brooding expression, his usual charm nowhere to be found. He was scrubbing at his face like he had an extra itchy che
