Chapter 147

Everly POV

Another Four weeks later. “Keep your eyes closed,” Valen said as I walked blindly with my hands out in front of me when I heard Macey and Zoe’s voices. 

“Is that Zoe and Macey?” I gasped, trying to lift Valen’s blindfold over my eyes. He slaps my hand away, and I reach out blindly before slapping someone.

 “Ouch! That you Everly?” Macey asks. Valen blindfolded me before we left and refused to tell me where he was taking me. 

“Oops, sorry,” I tell her. 

“Wait, are you blindfolded too?” I ask her.

“Yeah, and Tatum sucks with directions. I tripped over the gutter back there,” Macey growls.

” My bloody knee is killing,” she growls. “Kids slow down and away from the paint; it’s still wet!” Marcus screeches just as the sound of their voices reach my ears. A hand grips my arm. 

“Glad I’m not the only blind one around. I was becoming paranoid he walking me off a cliff,” Zoe says, and I know it, her hand on my arm. It slides down to grip my hand and gives me a squeeze just as my hand finds Macey’s.

“Those pricks conspired against us!” Macey hisses. Though with them here, I had a good idea of where I was, which was surprising. Valen said the Hotel wouldn’t be ready.

He had every excuse to keep us away from this place, from a gas leak to plumbing issues and electrical faults. “I swear if they have ruined our hotel?” Zoe hisses, and I chuckle, knowing there would be blood.

was a better idea,” Marcus mutters, and Valen laughs behind me. “Okay, can we take these off? We figured out where

have to lift your legs and step up onto the wall,” Valen says. “Wall?” I ask, shuffling my feet, not wanting

growls. “Language, you brute! Or I will jam your legs behind

something, and I

have walked around the wall,” “Na, too much entertainment watching you all trying to lift ya legs high enough,”

hips, placing me on

wasn’t very high yet, I wobbled, holding my balance, FRYCM?

stay there. And don’t fall, or you’ll ruin the garden bed beneath you,” Valen says. I sigh impatiently, wanting to take

time the girls do. I untangle my hair from it before looking up. We all

restored to its former glory, but that wasn’t what made me

that the old fountain was gone that sat in the center of the driveway. In its place was a huge statue. Zoe cups her hands over her mouth in

Valarie was used, but instead

Beneath her was a statue

bottom, on a pile of tools

our arms cradled, a baby in all our arms, and I knew they represented Taylor, Valarian, and Casey and our struggles to get this place up

my waist as she rests

us all. Valarie would have loved it, and I

that made all our hardship so worth

on a sob, and I rub her back, looking at her when she points toward the massive statue. “Look at the shirts,” she says, pointing at

was magnificent, and no wonder Valen was putting it off for so long. It would have

I read the tiny little detail on them. Instead of

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