Ember POV

Except…it hadn’t felt like he was fooling her. It had felt so completely real, and in her lowest moments, Ember wanted to believe that it hadn’t been all fake.

A notification popped up on her screen, and she very nearly threw her phone across the room. It was Marksman. He’d commented on the photo of her and Isaac.

“Can’t wait to hear this song. I miss hearing you sing.”

What did that mean? Why did he leave a comment? What was he trying to say?

Ember tossed her phone on the couch and shook herself. She couldn’t think about him or what they had together. It was over...