58. CODY

CODY

NEW YEARS EVE 2017

“ H appy Birthday Clem.”

I look down at the stupid cupcake and brush the tears back off my face before setting it on the floor of my new bedroom. The walls were so plain, it smelled too clean, and the alarm clock mocked me as it flickered to midnight.

It was the first birthday we had ever spent apart and, as predicted, it felt like the world was coming apart at the seams.