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said.
    I wanted to ignore him more, but it was getting harder to do so. I was in his house in any case. And I was walking around, uninvited, in his house library.
    “What doesn’t change?” I asked, humoring him, though my gut told me to just slap him and walk away. That was the least he deserved for ditching me at my junior prom, forcing me to call my mother to give me a ride home after everyone left and I was still there alone. Sure, Logan. You’ll be right back. That was the last time I believed that lie.
    “Party is going, and I find you in the library. You were never one for crowds,” Logan replied, stepping closer. He was finally close enough that I could see his violet eyes in the room’s dim light. Along with his magical house, he had magical eyes. All the girls would talk about his strangely colored eyes. They weren’t blue, but truly violet. Those violet eyes were busy studying me with a hint of humor in them.
    I wanted to deny that was me, but I couldn’t with him. I had dated him for two years, and he knew me quite well. At least, he knew the former me quite well. My reply ended up being a shrug. I looked back down at the nearest book for a distraction. I stared hard at the words on the page. The elegant golden lines swirled around the pages in Celtic knots. Even this book felt like I could read it, if I knew how.
    I finally looked up at him. He was still staring at me. It was a bit unnerving, actually. It was as if he was looking for a secret on me. I had secrets all right, and a few more now than when we were together, but I still wasn’t about to tell him about them. In fact, I couldn’t tell anyone about them. If I told someone I could travel through time, I knew exactly where I’d end up: locked away in a mental ward. People would think I was crazy. Heck, even I thought it was crazy, but that didn’t matter now. I wanted to get Seth back, so, crazy or not, I was going to time travel back to find him.
    “Maybe some things do change,” Logan added quietly after assessing me.
    I turned away from Logan and his intense stare and walked over to the large picture windows on the wall next to me. I looked out over the evening Chicago skyline. Lights blinked all around and up into the air on the tall buildings. It was a city horizon. I looked up into the sky and could only see a few faint stars. I missed Minnesota at that moment, and I missed all the stars. I never knew how many stars were in the sky until I moved away from the city.
    Logan slowly trailed behind me. I watched in the dim reflection on the window as he stopped behind me. I felt the heat from him being too close before he stepped beside me.
    “Is it possible that we can start over?” he said quietly.
    “Start over?” I asked. That wasn’t what I was expecting to hear from him. I was glad I wasn’t drinking. I probably would have spit it all over him.
    “I’d like to be your friend, Mari. I’ve missed you these past few years. I know that I hurt you pretty bad, and I deserve every hateful thing you’ve ever thought of me, but I was hoping that there was a chance we could just start over, as friends,” Logan watched the city skyline with me. He was poised and collected. Like he had practiced this conversation before.
    A weird bit of déjà vu came over me. It was as if I had had this exact conversation with Logan. It wasn’t in his library, but somewhere else. He asked then if we could start over just the same way as he did now. I shook off the feeling. This was the first time I had seen him in over two years. Maybe I had a dream about it. Probably right after we broke up, and I was still desperately in love with him. That had to be it.
    “Friends?” I asked. “Just friends?”
    “Yes, just friends.” Logan turned and gave me his million-dollar smile. “Unless you want more,” he suggested with a grin. “I’m just kidding,” he added at my hesitation.
    I wanted to say no as his eyes were hinting that there was something