Chapter 88
- Hayley's POV
- Her warm smile did nothing to relax the squeeze around my heart as Clara led me into her cozy cottage. I could hardly believe it was happening, and her words hung in the air, yet to be fully processed. Aiden and I locked eyes, each of us silently digesting our perpetual events.
- With excitement and dread, Clara led us to the living room. “Please feel free to sit,” she motioned towards the plush couch.