Senna’s POV

The next morning, we woke up at dawn.

I stretched one last time in my bed, the bed that I’d grown up in. I made coffee one last time, in the kitchen where I’d made coffee a thousand times.

I thought I would feel more sad. I didn’t though. Instead, I felt ready. That was the best way to describe it.

I just felt ready to take on whatever came next. Wherever we ended up, I was ready for it.

Kalev had a quick shower. We ate eggs together one last time at the kitchen table. Then we grabbed our bags and headed out the door.

The sun...