Chapter 89

DAHLIA

“You?” I blinked, still halfway between disappointment and confusion.

Kenna turned around, a cookie already in her mouth. “Good morning to you too, Sleeping Beauty.”

I exhaled, trying to hide my embarrassment. “I thought… never mind. What are you doing here so early?”

“Couldn’t sleep,” she said, shrugging. “So, I raided the kitchen. Want some?” She slid the plate toward me with a mischievous grin.

“Cookies for breakfast?” I teased, sitting beside her.

“Technically, it’s brunch. Besides, chocolate chips cure everything.”

She wasn’t wrong. I took one, biting into it as she launched into some ridiculous story about how she once got locked inside a hotel room with a malfunctioning smart door that kept mistaking her for an intruder.

By the time she got to the part where the security guard burst in and screamed louder than she did, I was laughing so hard tears pricked my eyes.

“Stop,” I gasped, clutching my stomach. “You’re lyin