A Wish to Move On

Harper’s POV

I looked down at the cake and smiled. He even got my favorite kind, too—carrot cake with lots of walnuts.

The fire burned brightly on the blue candle. I had thought a lot about what I wanted for the past year, and honestly, everything in my life had been good these days. My family. My career. I even had new friends in the form of Brynn and Kaelen. Things were going well. Better than I