May arrived with the finality of endings and the uncertainty of beginnings. Marcus spent the first two weeks completing his last assignments, attending final critiques, and preparing for the graduation ceremony that would mark the official end of his formal education. Six years of college—four undergraduate, two graduate—culminating in a degree and the question: now what?
His apartment was scattered with boxes, some packed and labeled, others still empty and waiting. He was moving out at the end of the month, though he hadn't decided where he was moving to. His parents wanted him to come home to California, to live with them while he applied for art therapy programs. David had suggested moving to the Bay Area, where tech money meant potential art buyers and Marcus could crash in his guest room while getting established. Elena had quietly mentioned that she was staying in Chicago for medical school, if Marcus wanted company in the city he'd grown to love.



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