Smiling, Harper looked up at the setting sun in relief. Soon, she would get to see Saint's face again.
She had thought this day would never end. Every minute at school had felt like an entire lifetime. But now, Harper was finally walking down the street with Tanja and Frida.
"Ryan is so cute," Frida swooned and touched her cheek while thinking of the guy she was dating. "He came to my house with homemade cinnamon buns. Regardless of my father's glares, my parents eventually opened up to him. No one can resist his baking."
Harper smiled. "Ryan sounds like a great guy."
"Indeed," Tanja agreed and wagged her eyebrows meaningly. "When do we get to meet him?"
"Huh?" Frida blushed. "Guys, I just started dating Ryan—you're not meeting him anytime soon!"
Harper grinned. "Ah, young love!"
