Sophia
For a heartbeat, he just stared at me, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, a smile spread across his face warm and unguarded.
“Yeah,” he said quietly. “Friends.”
As the car began to move, I turned my gaze to the city skyline stretching beyond the window. Toronto looked vast, alive, filled with stories, beginnings, and endings.
And though my heart still carried scars, for the first time in a long while, I didn’t feel broken.
I felt… hopeful.
The drive to Smallville was long, but peaceful. Mrs. Ross chatted with the driver about her grandkids, while Max and I sat in the backseat in a comfortable silence.
Every now and then, he’d glance at me, and I’d smile faintly before turning back to the window.
Outside, the world moved by in streaks of green and gold as the sun began
