Rosemary
After a week away, Ethan returned, and with him came someone I hadn’t expected - a tall, muscular guy with bright auburn hair (unlike mine, which was actually bright red because of this funky hair dye I used) and an explosion of freckles that covered every inch of his face. As Nathaniel nudged me toward them, I watched Grace practically sprint across the room and leap into the ginger guy’s arms, her laugh echoing through the packhouse. I couldn’t believe this was Dylan. He was nothing like what I’d imagined. They seemed like total opposites - Grace, all goddess-like elegance, and Dylan, with his rugged build, orange hair, and mischievous green eyes.
I stood back, observing the scene as Grace finally peeled herself off him. Dylan walked over to me, extending a hand with a charmin
