Herons’ POV

Reedah’s mood wasn’t as encouraging as we walked out of the house, I knew she wasn’t happy to leave, but she would do that just because I had suggested that I wish I could tell her the reasons I want us to move, but I feel what she doesn’t know can’t kill her, and it will be perfect not to tell her anything right now.

“Do you mind if we go eat ice cream first?” I suddenly asked and Reedah tilted her head to look at me, she arched her brows.

“Ice cream?” she asked

“Yes, we can leave in the evening. This was kind of rushed, and...