Chapter 21 Bittersweet Memories
- Alyssa's Point Of View
- I stood in the kitchen of Sweet Dreams, my hands covered in flour, trying to ignore the lingering scent of Sage's cologne.
- It had been three days since our encounter in the park, since I'd helped him with supplies, and I still couldn't shake the memory of his earnest blue eyes, the way his unruly brown hair fell across his forehead, the...