Senna’s POV

Two Weeks Later

“Can you grab the drinks?” I asked Kalev. I was putting the final touches on the decorations outside in our small lawn. I’d hung lights all around the small space. The scent of hamburgers on the barbeque filled the air.

“Of course,” Kalev smiled at me. Then he went into the house to grab the jugs of sangria I’d made.

I stood back and admired the lawn. Then a wave of nostalgia washed over me. As of tomorrow morning, this house would no longer be mine. I’d signed it over to Mira. She was going to move in with Thistle and Junie.

“Wow.”

I turned...