Sasha’s POV

“Home.” I breathed.

Yes, that was right.

Home indeed.

I smiled as I walked into the house, laughing with joy at being back. I moved closer to Betsy and pulled her into a hug.

“Welcome back.” I said to her.

Just as expected, her eyes misted with tears and she awkwardly wrapped her hands around me, returning the embrace. I tried not to be pissed and allowed the embrace for few seconds before pulling away.

“Don't cry, dear.” I sighed, glancing at her unshed ...