Hannah It was another early morning, but unlike the last one, it was particularly cold and rainy—the first signs of a long and very wet spring. It took all of my willpower to roll out of bed that morning, and just about all of my energy to pull my hair back into a ponytail and put on my training c
“Not bad,” he said, catching his breath for a moment before standing and holding his hand out to me. “I think we can call it a day now.” Nodding, I took his hand—he hauled me to my feet with little effort, practically lifting me off the ground entirely as he did so. “Thanks. That was…” I paused, w
Hannah The water was so hot it almost scalded my skin as I stepped into the shower, but I didn’t mind; if anything, it soothed my sore muscles and tender flesh. I let out a sigh as I slid the glass door shut behind me, inhaling the steam and the scent of echinacea. I shut my eyes as I ran my hai
But still, I couldn’t help myself. Without even really thinking about it, I raised myself up onto my tiptoes and planted a kiss on his cheek. “Really,” I murmured. “Thank you.” Noah’s face reddened into a ripe tomato. I went to pull back, still holding the box in my hands, but suddenly his own han
Hannah The sleek gray facade of the youth center stood stark against the bright blue sky, its barred windows almost looking like big, empty eyes staring at nothing. I shuddered as I looked up at it. “Is this really what our local youth center looks like?” I murmured, glancing over at Sophia, the
One thing was for certain, though: having their Luna come to visit seemed to be the highlight of the day. By the time the kids all caught on to the fact that I was there, I was practically swarmed with small hands and homemade cards and requests to play games. Throughout the day, however, I notice
Hannah I had the driver pull up to the pub that Viona had specified—Crescent Pub, our usual hangout spot. It was one of the few places in town where we could talk without being overheard by nosy gossips, thanks to the smoky atmosphere, dim lighting, and generally rough-and-tumble patrons. Thanki
A grimace tugged at my upper lip. “Well, even if the divorce thing gets out, we’re nearing the end of our three-month agreement,” I said. “So we could handle that. But as for the affair…” Viona shot me a withering look. “Just tell me, Hannah—” “Oh, Goddess, no.” I waved my hand before she could