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.

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

onto the wall,” Valen says. “Wall?” I ask, shuffling my feet, not wanting to trip. “Shouldn’t be an issue for you,

and she growls. “Language, you brute!

I

wall,” “Na, too much entertainment watching you all trying to lift ya legs high

my hips, placing me on the little

my balance, FRYCM? NL felt the girls

garden bed beneath you,” Valen says. I sigh impatiently, wanting to take the blindfold

girls do. I untangle my hair from it before looking up.

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

shocked 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 awe, and Macey squeezes my hand

but instead of the banner she held in that photo, she held the sign

was a statue of Macey,

on a pile

knew they represented Taylor, Valarian, and Casey and our struggles to

Macey whispers, her arm sliding around my waist as she rests her

women who inspired us all. Valarie would have loved it, and

something extraordinary. Something that made all

rub her back, looking at her when she points toward the massive statue. “Look at the shirts,” she

no wonder Valen was putting it off for

included, and I read the tiny little detail on them. Instead of our names, it had something else. ‘Watch me!

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255