Lacey
We made our way back to the greenhouse. I crashed onto the lounge, slumping my head into my hands until I felt Sydney plop right beside me.
I looked up, realizing Tori hadn’t come with us. “Where’s Tori? I thought she was right behind us.”
“She will be back in just a second. She had to grab you a few things that this beautiful place is missing.”
I raised an eyebrow at her answer, and Sydney just looked back at me.
“It’s literally perfect in here,” she said, walking over to the sink that had a little oven next to it. She opened a door above the oven that revealed a cubby I had completely overlooked when I first looked through this with my mom. It had little hooks to hang mugs and a few extra rows of shelves.
I smiled. Of course my mother would include that. She always made and d
