Lily thompson
The first thing I registered when I opened my eyes was the warmth of sunlight spilling across the curtains.
The second thing was giggling.
Not just any kind of giggling, the type laced with joy, mischief, and the comfort of someone who didn’t laugh like that with just anybody.
I sat up, blinked hard, and listened.
There it was again. Giggling. Followed by a deep, familiar chuckle that made the pit of my stomach clench.
Ryan.
I swung my legs off the bed and reached for my robe, heart already hammering. I was supposed to wake up before Isabella and prepare her for school. Mentally prep for my first day at Denzol. Not… this.
Padding barefoot down the hall, I kept expecting the laughter to stop, but it didn’t. It grew louder. Warmer.
I followed it to the kitchen.
And f
