LISA
Abby and Gabby were a handful, but in a good way. They were talking from the moment I met them, and they kept it up until Rhysand returned much later in the evening. Or rather night, seeing as it was almost midnight when he walked in through the door.
The only time left the room was when we went to the kitchen and Abby, who was the cook between the two, made us dinner. We ate it right there. They had both waved me good night after he came back, and I stayed in the room. Lying on the bed full or anticipation. And I should have felt dread, thinking maybe he would come but he didn’t. And I couldn’t hide the bit if disappointment I felt at that.
I tossed and turned in the bed, somehow uncomfortable. Even though it was one of the most comfortable beds I’ve ever been on. But it seems, I
