Chapter 8 Believe It Or Not

• Carol’s POV
• I wake up this morning not to the sound of my normal alarm, but instead to the sound of voices chattering in the distance. I sit up and groan. I already slept terribly last night thanks to all of the messy feelings I’ve been trying to work through. Why does the street have to be so noisy today?
• I check the time. It’s close enough to my normal alarm, so I roll out of bed and get into my work clothes as usual. There isn’t a moment where I don’t think of Aiden.