Emma

The sound of the door opening echoed from the main room. There hadn’t been a knock as Ian had done throughout the day, but even from the library, I was confident of what I’d heard. The sound washed over me in a wave filled with both anxiety and relief.

Was that possible for one action to do both?

Anxiety was for the unknown. Relief caught me a bit by surprise.

Had I feared Rett wouldn’t come or he’d forget his promise ...