AERIS
I was still sprawled across Ronan's bed, half-dressed, staring at the ceiling and doing absolutely nothing productive with my morning, when my phone started buzzing on the nightstand.
Naomi. My old coworker from the hospital, one of maybe three people from my Elderglen life I still bothered picking up for.
"Hey," I answered, voice still rough. "What's up?"
"Okay, don't panic, but the house sale's finally moving." Naomi didn't do the preamble, never had. "Your lawyer's been trying to reach you for two days. Buyer's ready to close, but apparently there's some paperwork that needs your actual signature, in person, not some scanned bullshit. He wants you here by the end of week or the buyer's threatening to walk."
I sat up so fast the sheet slid off my shoulder. "You're kidding."
