You looked at the location of your cell phone. Camp Green Pine. It was there, exactly where you should be, especially to seek the therapy you needed.

The place was perfect, yes, it was ideal and it felt very much like a yoga hut, or a spa. The worst part, of course, was finding whoever was taking care of it.

You approached the balcony and waited, until the woman resting on the balcony turned to face you.

"Hey. Welcome."

Charlotte Matthews? Your ex classmate? Your ultimate crush?