“Jamie’s wrong,” Aaron said, sitting across the table from her in their kitchenette.

“I knew you were going to say that,” Cadence said, the ham and cheese sandwich in front of her suddenly looking unappetizing.

“Look, Cadence, there’s not anyone whose opinion is going to change my mind. This is a bad idea, and it’s not happening,” he said, a very matter-of-fact tone to his voice.

With a sigh, Cadence pushed her plate away. “Maybe we should just not talk about it anymore,” she suggested.

“Does that mean you’re not going through with it?” he asked, placing his hand on top of hers.

“I didn’t say that,” she clarified, interlacing...