Chapter 48

• I drag my suitcase through the busy New York streets, dodging impatient pedestrians as I make my way to Annie’s restaurant.
• My legs feel like lead, but there’s no stopping now.
• Each step feels surreal, like I’m crossing some invisible line between two lives.. one in London with Caleb, and the one I abandoned here. It’s only been months, but it feels like years. Everything I thought I’d built was left back in that office, along with a piece of my heart.