Asher had mind-linked Noah to fetch a car, so when I finally finished packing my belongings, we loaded the bags into the vehicle and set off back to the packhouse. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a warm, golden light over the lush, green forest, transforming the world into a breathtaking canvas of colors. Yet, as I stepped out of the car at the packhouse, the beauty of the scenery felt like a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside me.
Two of the maids emerged from the house, their cheerful chatter filling the air as they took my bags upstairs to Asher’s room. I made my way to the kitchen, drawn by the tempting aroma of breakfast. Nicole was already bustling around, expertly preparing a meal.
“Wow, you get started early,” I remarked, admiring her efficiency.
“Yeah, ever
