Leo didn’t feel good. During the fire, he’d been selfish. He’d gotten his sister out and that had been it. Leo had left a roommate, he’d left Lottie — Leo assumed Jamie had left without them. People he cared about had gotten hurt and he hadn’t done anything to save them. He was a fucking coward and there was absolutely no excuse. Sitting on a bench in the park, Leo glared at his phone, trying desperately to beat his game and take his mind off what he hadn’t done.















