Chapter 159

The world outside is glowing. I don’t even know when the day started slipping into gold, but it’s everywhere now, spilling through the curtains, glinting off the window glass, settling softly over the floorboards. Mateo’s hand is small and warm in mine as he tugs me toward the back door, eyes sparkling like he’s holding a secret too big to fit in his chest. He’s in his little dress shirt, buttons