'Oh, right.'
Kyle suddenly remembered something: his grandmother had mentioned bringing Orelia back.
She'd called him that morning to tell him, and he'd agreed. But with the day's chaos, he'd completely forgotten.
Kyle narrowed his eyes, taking a good look at Orelia.
She looked so different that it took him a moment to even recognize her.
The softness in her cheeks had faded, giving her features a sharper, more defined look. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and her figure—tall, slender, and toned—had transformed remarkably.
She looked refined, even beautiful, yet there was a resilience in her gaze that added a mature allure.
Kyle thought he'd hidden his surprise well, but he could tell Orelia noticed the brief flicker of shock in his eyes.
Three years had passed since they'd
