Tears well in my eyes. She didn’t stop to think, didn’t hesitate. She jumped from her car and saved me, stopped him from killing me. She was worried about me even though she was mad at me.

“You were so brave, Anna. I’m sorry about all the secrets.”

She waves me off again. Something’s different about her and it’s more than just a makeup-free face. She seems more vulnerable. “Don’t be sorry. I’m sorry I was being a bitch, and I shouldn’t have reacted that way when I learned about the twins and you and Kaitlyn. I never gave anyone time to talk before jumping to my own conclusions. I apologized to Mason for telling him about his dad the way I did too.”

She grabs my hand and it’s so different from the last time I held her hand. It’s warm and her grip is strong, reassuring. “I know we’ve had a rough few days, but you know I love you, right?”

I almost laugh but it hurts my chest. She literally tackled the man hunting me down, her biological father, and saved my life. Of course I know she does.

“Always. I love you too. And we’ll sort everything out with the twins and Luke. It’ll all work out.”

Annalisa and Aiden exchange a glance.

“Actually,” Aiden starts, “Luke’s been cleared. Remember my friend who works at the gas station, Ben? He found video footage of Luke.”

Annalisa smiles. “It showed him passed out on a bench from five thirty to seven thirty. They were ruling it as a murder because it looked like Greg was killed in a fight with Luke, but since Luke has an alibi from five to seven, it obviously wasn’t him. Forensics was forced to take another look at all the evidence and are ruling it an accident, technically death by misadventure. Now they think Greg didn’t die from a fight but instead tripped and hit his head.” Her smile grows bigger, her joy infectious. She seems years younger. “Luke’s free.”

Her words feel muddy in my mind. They’re ruling it an accident? “What about the twins?”

Annalisa and Aiden glance at each other again. “We decided to take that secret to our graves. Coming forward won’t do anything now that Luke’s free, anyway,” Annalisa says, and I can feel the weight behind her words, the significance in their meaning. She’s forgiven us for keeping that secret, forgiven Aiden for not wanting to turn the twins in, and is promising to protect them as well.

“Everyone promised not to say anything,” Aiden adds.

“I won’t say anything either,” I vow. I never would’ve, but I promise it anyway. I speak it into existence because it’s important to me for him to know I’m with him, I have his back, I’ll protect the twins. I’ll take this secret to my grave; my friends will as well.

Maybe we really have won. Luke’s free. The twins won’t be a media sensation or face penalties for keeping the accident a secret. Tony’s dead. Annalisa’s happy. My friends are safe. Hell, even Kaitlyn and I are on speaking terms. Is everything finally normal? Is the craziness and secrets and lies and drama finally over?