Chapter Fifty-One

Harlow

They tell me I can go home today.

I sit on the edge of the hospital bed, and it still feels unreal. I thought I’d never see home again. Thought the world had ended somewhere in the snow. But I’m here. Breathing. Wearing the soft gray hoodie Beckett brought me yesterday. His hoodie. The one I used to steal when I stayed over.

It smells like him.

Beckett is in the chair across from me, elbows