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“Listen, Charlotte,” she said as she knelt in front of me. “I know you’re nervous about going home, but don’t be. It’s a magical place.” She grinned. “Georgia is on one side of you, Sofia is on the other, and I’m two doors down.”

“Thanks, Charleigh.”

“Come on. Let’s get you out of here.”

Conner pulled up to the curb of the entrance, climbed out of the car, and helped me into it. I inhaled a deep breath as I could feel my heart racing. Pulling my seatbelt across me, I buckled it as Conner climbed in.

“Are you okay, ba—Charlotte?”

“I’m fine,” I spoke deadpan as I stared straight ahead.

He pulled into the driveway, and I stared at the house that was supposedly my home.

“Charlotte!” Ella ran over as Conner helped me from the car. “I’m so happy you’re home.” She threw her arms around my legs.

“Thanks, Ella.” I placed my hand on her head.

“Hey, Ella. How about if you come over later?” Conner said.

“Okay, Uncle Conner. Bye, Charlotte.” Ella smiled as she ran back to her house.

Conner opened the front door, and I looked around the beautifully decorated home when I stepped inside.

“Did you decorate this?”

“I did.” He smiled. “Then, when you moved in, you changed a few things.”

“Tell me I didn’t buy those couch pillows,” I said.

“You did. In fact, you bought them the day I met you. I told you they were ugly when I saw them in your cart, and you told me that I clearly had no taste.” A smirk crossed his lips.

“Then they stay.” A small smile crossed my lips. “Do you play the piano, or did I learn?” I asked as I walked over to it.

“I play. I’ve been playing since I was a kid.”

I walked over to the sliding door, opened it, and stepped onto the patio, taking in the gorgeous view of the beach and the ocean. A peaceful feeling swept over me—something I hadn’t felt since I woke up.

“It’s beautiful out here,” I softly spoke.

“Yeah. It is,” Conner said. “And it’s all yours to enjoy whenever you want.”

I gave him a small smile, stepped back inside the house, and stared up the stairs.

“I can help you up,” Conner spoke.

“No. It’s fine. I can get up myself,” I said as I slowly walked up each step.

“Our bedroom is on the left,” Conner said.

I stepped into the room and looked around. I first noticed the Tree of Life essential oil holder on the wall. Walking over to it, I picked up a bottle of oil.

“I’m still using these?” I glanced at Conner.

“Every day and night.”

“I take it this is my side of the bed since the oil diffuser is on this nightstand?”

“Yes. That’s your side of the bed.”

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