Chapter 92 Eat
- Hannah
- The comb had just barely managed to slide beneath the couch, hidden from view, when Noah walked into the room with Zoe holding his arm. They both paused in the doorway, Zoe’s mouth hanging open in shock as her eyes roamed her once-filthy living room.
- “Oh my…” Her hand fluttered to her mouth as she took in the clean space. Even the air smelled sweetly of vanilla, a candle having been lit on the mantle.