Jonathan pushed the nagging thoughts aside. Like him, Joanne hadn't dated anyone in the past four years since she returned home. Maybe this was just a matter of time—something they both needed to ease into.
But then, if he truly thought about it… Did he feel that way about Joanne
He had known Joanne for years, their paths crossing more times than he could count. Even as a child, she had been a force of nature—bold, unafraid, and unwavering in her convictions.
He still remembered catching her with her boyfriend all those years ago. They were in a wild position he wouldn't dare to imagine in his dreams. But she… She hadn't even been ashamed of being caught, just met his eyes with that same steady gaze, as if daring him to judge her.
That was the kind of girl she was.
He had always admired her. Always believed she was meant for something great.
