Chapter 70

LENA’S POV

As I walked into the house, Katilyn came to take my bag and my coat from me. “Mrs. Anderson, you must be really tired.”

I slumped on the couch and let out a sigh. “Yea, a little.” I raised my hand and tried to massage my shoulders.

All of a sudden, a large pair of hands covered mine from ...

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