Blake's pov

I walked down the busy street, lost in thought. It had been two weeks since I returned to the city with Wade, and things were finally starting to look up. I had managed to get a job in a local store and was no longer at the mercy of my stepmother's abuse.

As I turned the corner, I heard the roar of a car engine and looked up to see Wade's car passing by. I felt a twinge of nostalgia for the excitement of our adventure together, but I quickly pushed it aside. That life was behind me now, and I was glad it was. I couldn't afford...