KU

Three years. That’s how long Noah and I have kept our relationship a secret. To everyone else, we’re just two friends who can’t go five minutes without arguing. But behind the sarcastic comments and fake eye rolls is a love story nobody saw coming. Now, with university just around the corner, we’ve decided it’s finally time to tell our friends the truth. What better place than one last summer together at my family’s beach house in Vancouver? Seven friends. Seven days. One secret that’s becoming harder to hide. Between late-night beach walks, bonfires, midnight swims and disappearing into each other’s rooms after everyone else has gone to sleep, our carefully built act starts to crack. The stolen glances last a little too long, the little habits become impossible to ignore, and our friends begin asking questions we’d rather not answer. The only problem? We might not be the ones revealing our secret after all.