Larissa's POV
True to his word, Brayden did put up Emily’s drawing on the fridge the second we got back to his estate. It was attached to the fridge with a ladybug magnet – one that I now suspected Emily must have given him herself – and stood out among the otherwise cluttered surface of mundane reminders scribbled on sticky notes, and the ever growing grocery list scrawled out on a sheet of paper.
The crude crayon drawing of our ‘family’ done by a five-year-old, was now the crown jewel of the refrigerator.
He had only just turned away from the fridge when Gwen waltzed into the kitchen, eyes zeroed in on the plastic container that we’d brought back from Scott’s place.
“Oh is that for me?” Gwen asked, prying open the cover without waiting for an answer. She inhaled deeply, practically s
