Ember POV

Ember took a deep breath. “I don’t know if I can.”

“Then let’s do it together,” Isaac said.

“What the hell is this?” Laura asked, flashing her phone screen at Ember as soon as she walked in the door of Ember’s apartment.

“What?”

“This,” Laura growled again, tapping the screen with her long, red nail. “This Instagram post.”

Ember looked at the screen and grinned. DJ had snapped a picture of Isaac and Ember in the booth as they sang—badly—into the mic. They were both grinning like loons and looked to be having the time of their life. And they had been. It was the most fun Ember...