The Target

1500 Words

“You’re glowing,” Molly teased when Ava joined her inside the lobby four days later. They were meeting up to have breakfast together before school as usual, and though Ava loved spending time with her friend, a part of her―a very, very large part―had wanted to stay upstairs in Marcus’s bed instead. “Oh, shut up,” Ava replied, but she was too happy to put any real annoyance in her words or expression. She had just come from Marcus’s apartment, after all, and spending the night with him never failed to put her in a good mood. “God, you’re disgustingly happy,” her friend complained with a roll of her eyes. “It’s terrible, isn’t it?” Ava replied with a light laugh. “So, so terrible.” Ava heard someone jogging down the steps, and she looked over her shoulder to see Silas making his

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