Chapter 150 Promises Renewed
- Charles
- The soft morning light filtered through the windows, casting a gentle glow over the quiet house. I had always been an early riser, and this morning was no exception. I padded down the hallway, my thoughts still lingering on the dreams of the night.
- As I descended the stairs, I listened to the sounds of the house to figure out if anyone was awake in the house. There was no one. Jackson wasn’t even here, and neither was Margaret.