LAINE

It’s strange to wake up in such a big bed, but there’s so much more room for stretching out. I kick out my legs and enjoy the space, and Nick is right beside me with a quiet smile on his face.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” “Morning, Nick.” Nick.

It’s going to take some getting used to. How funny, how things change. We’ve been on a rollercoaster, him and I. It climbed so high so fast, and then it tumbled, so scary as the train sped over the drop. But we’re still on the rails, and somehow I think we’ll be climbing even higher this time.

It’s late, I can tell by...