Helena looked around the quaint cottage, photos were on the walls. A tabby cat purred in an armchair. Sitting down on the sofa, Jackson quickly sat beside her.
“What does everyone want to drink?” Ethan looked eagerly from face to face.
Taking their drink orders, he disappeared into the kitchen whistling.
Marianne sat down on the chair opposite, and Grayson lingered in the corner. He still didn’t believe that anyone really wanted him here.
Becky bustled down the hallway. Heading to help Ethan bring the drinks in.
“I’ve got cake too!” He appeared again, carrying a tray. Placing it down on the table, he started handing out cups. He was so excited to sit and talk with Marianne and Helena. He had never given up hope that they would return.
Becky perched on the……
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