Liz drew her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs as she sat on the bed beside Peter. She rested her chin on her knees.

"I missed her." She really did. "She'd be the only one I'd miss. My parents, too, but I was planning to go away for college soon anyways."

She looked at Peter's wall across the way. "I just... I don't know how to explain it. When I think about going back with you, it feels right. It doesn't feel right going back home. Like... Like that's a different me and I'm no longer that person."