NOLAN
I had just gotten off the phone with Eric—my driver—and I had informed him that I would be leaving here by tomorrow morning. Ella and everyone else I worked with already knew this. So, yes, it was finally time to leave Darkwood, and for good this time.
As I was done brushing my teeth, I got a call from Rue—it was the third one this morning alone.
“What do you think about redecorating the kitchen area?“ She asked, her voice full of energy. “I think there's a couple of touches we can add to the inner corridor and even the pantry area, but the kitchen will be our main focus. What do you say?“
“Uh, Rue, it's a great idea. We should totally do this.“
Look, Rue was going to be home in less than three days, and since she wasn't going to take on any more work trips, we were going to be
