♡ Megan ♡
I paused as I stood in front of Amy’s front door. I knew what I needed to do. I knew what I needed them for, but it didn’t make it any easier. I knew that when I left here, everything would be different. I took a deep breath and opened the door. The second I stepped into Amy’s house, the smell of freshly brewed tea and vanilla made me feel all warm and cozy. It was exactly what I needed. It was like a warm blanket had been draped over my shoulders.
“Megan?” Amy called out and I sighed softly. This was it. There was no turning back.
“Yeah, it’s me,”
“Good, we are in the living room,” came her response, and I headed for the living room. Amy was comfortably seated on the couch, while Casey stood by the fireplace. I couldn’t help but wonder if Casey had told Amy what she had seen
