Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter

642

I didn't stop running until I reached the Ferris wheel.

Since the park opened, it had become the spot-people called it "The Eye of

Seavora."

"Get me on it!" I said.

Apparently, my name carried enough weight to pause the whole ride. The gondola creaked as it started moving, lifting me up and away from everything.

below.

Down there, Wayne just stood, neck craned, his gaze locked on me as I climbed higher.

From the top, the park stretched out like a living postcard. Last time I was up here, Hayden was with me, fiddling with the lights after hours. We didn't just admire the view-we were in our own little bubble, drowning in the bliss of it all. The lights were just as beautiful now. But he wasn't here.

Except... no. He was here.

The lights earlier-it wasn't random. He was telling me something.

peak, everything spread out: the park, the glittering

was here for him.

ripped away by the wind.

Still on my finger. The

with the flashing lights above, like they were

part of the show. Guess the earlier chaos

unexpected spectacle now.

of curveballs, and when you can't

with it.

the crowd below figured that out. And maybe...

***

cheers swelled as Wayne took a call. On the other end, a staffer reported

at Keira, perched at the top of the Ferris wheel. His eyes flickered with something unreadable as he dialed

too precise, dredging up memories Hayden had hardwired into the system-memories that tied him

a love letter. But a

His gaze was

"Yes, Jace..."

going on at the park?" Jace's voice was sharp, already

dazzling display still spilling over the park.

really think Hayden is

grip tightened around the phone. "What