This was my story. I was writing it. This was my chance to change the world. But for another few minutes… I brought my hand to Jameson’s jaw. It’s just you and me. On this rooftop, at the top of the world and the base of a castle, it felt like the two of us were the only people in the universe. Like Oren wasn’t standing guard down below. Like Alisa wasn’t waiting outside the gates. Like I was just Avery, and he was just Jameson, and that was enough.
