Conditional Freedom

{Harper’s POV}

I stand frozen in the hallway, blinking up at Moretti's sharp face. My breath catches in my throat. I wait for the sentence to rearrange itself into something more frustrating. The words do not change. They hang in the space between us, heavy and impossible. A massive wave of relief rushes through my body, loosening the tight coil of anxiety sitting in my chest for days. I have so