Chapter Five

Into the Woods

Ethan floated the idea over coffee like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Just one night,” he said, scrolling through a trail map on his phone. “Easy loop, good views, back by tomorrow afternoon. The three of us. Clear our heads a little.”

Noah made a low sound of agreement from the other side of the kitchen. I kept my eyes on my mug and felt every instinct in my body line up against the suggestion. A tent. Shared space. Miles of forest with no closed doors and no Sofia left to dilute the air. The elevator still lived under my skin....