Elizabeth
Over the next two months, I taught Annabelle everything she needed to know to defend herself. The burnt ash smell that previously lingered on her had completely faded, leaving a pleasant scent that smelled like a glazed donut with mango.
At first, Annabelle was weird about me leaving her at my parent’s house when I spent the night with Landon, but after a few weeks, she had become comfortable enough with my parents to not make a fuss about it. I kept my nights away a rare occurrence, asking Landon to stay at my house more often, and he had no problem obliging.
Finally, the night before my birthday was upon us, and I couldn’t have been more excited about Landon spending the night with me. Sure, we had spent many nights together over the past few years, but everyt
