Sixty-eight: Mia Crescent

Sixty-eight:

Mia Crescent

In the movies, the plan would have gone fast.

Because this wasn’t a movie, it took time.

Days.

Days of being by myself, days of trying to act like everything was normal. The café was finished so I mostly had to order supplies and look into hiring people. I had to wait and pretend that I was clueless to everything.

I missed Harper.

I missed my husband. I was tired of everything being constant danger. I wanted to be safe. But it wasn’t easy to draw darkness out when you were looking for it. It was much easier for darkness to strike when you weren’t looking.

I kept on wanting to call Mason, but I couldn’t. I had to wait until the Hunters came for me. I busied myself with the bakery, and pretending to be back to normal to everyone that knew me from before.

But it was almost impossible.

I kept looking over my shoulder every time my back was turned e