Chapter 82

Lola

I missed him.

Even as I rolled restlessly from one end of the bed to the other, I remembered how he cuddled me each night and let me use his arm as a pillow.

The midnight snacks we used to much on while watching true crime series plagued my mind. And now, I craved a snack. Unable to sleep, I sat up and turned on the bed lamp.

I put on my robe and crept out of my room. Zach was probably asleep and the last thing I wanted was to trouble him. After a long conversation with ...