For the first time, I was truly afraid of the idea of leaving. I had loved Mason for who he was, but also because he was the only one who’d ever chosen me. But this—this was a home I’d built with my own two hands. I’d made this. It was mine. There was a life on the other side of the door. A history. A strange disappearance. But in this life, I had something that I’d never had before.
