MYRA’s POV
My alarm annoyingly wakes me at five a.m as usual. I hop off my bed to dress in my running gear, grabbing my phone and keys off the nightstand. Helene messages me saying she is in the area for a run. It is weird because she never goes on a run unless she has something on her mind.
I step outside and lock up behind me, taking the elevator downstairs.
"Hey, girl." Helene stretches her back by twisting from left to right. "Congrats on winning the case. I heard all about it."
I bend down to reach for my toes and she does the same. "You should have seen Daniel’s face when he saw me in court."
"Laurel is crazier than I thought. I am beginning to like her spirit. You guys are cool now, right?"
If me no longer hating her guts equates to being cool with her, then the answer to t
