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The officer nodded and wrote something down.

“Would you be willing to give a statement?”

I looked toward Sullivan.

He was standing beside the cruiser.

I nodded.

“Yes.”

It was my last night here for a while, and what was supposed to be connecting with Sullivan ended up in me getting him arrested.

I watched as they put him in the back, him having to duck down because of how tall he was.

Sebastian came up beside me.

He put an arm around my shoulders.

I leaned in.

“He’s going to be okay.”

“I know.”

TWENTY FIVE

Eleven months later.

The apartment didn’t feel like ours anymore.

Maybe it never had.

I sat on the edge of the couch staring at the television while Sebastian moved around in the kitchen behind me.

We’d been doing this a lot lately.

Existing in the same room without actually being together.

It was odd.

There was no passion.

No racing desperation.

It was bland to say the least.

Which was odd.

“Hello, earth to Raven.”

“What?”

“Did you hear what I said?”

“No.”

He sighed and I turned around to see him leaned over the island.