♥ Jethro ♥
The silence after Mandy left felt heavier than usual. Chloe was curled up on the couch with a mug of tea, with her legs tucked under her. I couldn’t help but notice that her eyes were distant. I could tell she was thinking about the leak, the trial, everything that still hung in the air like storm clouds that refused to break. I didn’t want to add more weight to her shoulders, but now that we were alone, I wanted to run my idea by her again. And maybe now was the right time. I crossed the room and sat down beside her as I handed her my phone. Chloe took the device from me and frowned.
“Take a look,” I said. Chloe blinked at the screen for a moment before she slowly scrolled through the listing. I leaned in close and looked at the pictures with her. Spacious wooden beams, wide
