Chapter 99

• “Your furniture comes in today,” Lucas commented, glancing up briefly from the mound of paperwork on his desk.
• I gasped, a wide smile spreading across my face. Finally! I’d been counting down the days like a child waiting for a holiday, pestering Lucas every morning, afternoon, and evening for updates. The poor man probably regretted ever telling me it was on the way.
• Clapping my hands together, I bounced on the balls of my feet. “Seriously? Today?”