~Jennie’s~

“I could just sign it now. Be done.”

The papers crinkle in my hand, even though I’m barely holding them. The sky’s this weird blue-black above me, like it can’t decide if it wants to stay night or just vanish. Same as me.

I press my back to the balcony wall, holding the edge of the envelope tighter. My fingers ache, but I don’t loosen my grip.

I don’t even know if Leo signed it willingly. I don’t know if Reo bullied him into it. I don’t even know what this—this freedom—is supposed to feel like.

And honestly?

I don’t know if I want it.

The breeze messes with...