Allison's POV
After checking in on my mom, Lily and I strolled through the glossy corridors of Willowbrook Center, which still smelled like over-waxed floors and overpriced hand sanitizer.
The second we stepped outside, I yanked out my phone and hit the number I'd been dying to call since my plane touched down.
It rang twice.
“Hello?” came the familiar voice, equal parts sass and suspicion.
“Guess who's back in town?” I grinned so hard it hurt.
“ALLISON?!” Bella practically screamed through the speaker.
I had to jerk the phone away from my ear before she ruptured something.
Lily burst out laughing beside me.
“Oh my God, you're really here?! Like really-really? Not just dangling emotional carrots again?”
“In the flesh,” I said, flipping my sunglasses up drama
