Chapter Twenty
Orla
Pulling up to Whisper’s Resort before daylight, I knew this would be the hardest day of my life thus far. “I’ll go gather my things. I’ve got half an hour before the shuttle leaves for the airport.”
Warner let me out at the lobby doors before he parked his truck in the garage. “I’ll be in my office. Come there once you’re done.”
“Okay.” I looked at the truck before getting out, grabbing the oh s**t bar once more. “I’m going to miss this truck. We’ve got nothing like it back home.”
“It’s going to miss you too, baby.” Warner sniffed, which I saw as a sign that I should hurry and get out of the truck. If I saw him crying, then I’d start too.
“See you soon.” I hopped out and hurried inside, finding some members of my party already sitting in the lobby, waiting for the
