C46 Chapter 46

Medora

Five years, and I was still dreaming about Clyde—still hoping he’d walk back into my life with some wild excuse, like he’d lost his memory or been abducted by aliens. Anything to explain why he’d vanished without a word.

I sighed, rolling out of bed and dragging myself toward the bathroom to brush my teeth. No time to dwell on ghosts of the past. It was a big day for the boys