Amber folded the last of Chase's clothes into his suitcase, her mind a whirl of thoughts about Grandpa Logan's request. The weight of his plea hung heavily on her heart. A month to try and make things work with Stefan. How were they supposed to navigate their complicated relationship?

Chase bounded into the room, his face lit with excitement. "Aunt Amber, are we going to live in a big mansion?"

Amber managed a smile, her heart warming at his enthusiasm. "Yes, Chase. Grandpa Logan's mansion is huge and very beautiful."

"Will Uncle Stefan be there too?" Chase asked, his eyes wide with hope.

"Yes, he will," Amber replied, trying to...