Betty's POV. 

My heart still raced from agreeing to return. 

Was I ready? 

The question lingered even as I nodded, accepting the schedule they'd laid out before me. But there was no turning back now

As I left the meeting room, I nearly collided with Claire in the corridor with flushed cheeks and a dreamy expression that could only mean one thing.

"Beta Mason?" I asked, unable to suppress a smile.

Her face went crimson. "Is it that obvs?"

I laughed, and the sound felt foreign after ...