Riley's POV
Weeks have passed since I started working at this small-town bar, and the ache in my chest hasn't dulled. Home feels like a distant memory, my friends mere shadows in dreams that wake me with tears on my pillow. But every morning I force myself to remember why I'm here, hidden away in this forgotten corner of nowhere. My presence back home would paint a target on everyone I love. Their safety hangs on my ability to stay invisible, to become someone else entirely.
