(Amanda's POV)

Tonight seemed unusually chilly for this time of year, with a sharp wind cutting through the evening air.

I had worn very little when I left Olivia's house, not anticipating how cold it would become once the sun disappeared.

Now, walking beside George Brown through the quiet community garden, a particularly cold gust of wind blew over us.

The sudden chill made me instinctively hug my arms tightly around my body for ...