Chapter 47. Tonight

I was back home, not my home with Atticus, but my dad’s estate. I didn’t know how I got here, but it seemed to make sense that I was here.

The house was filled with people, and it was bustling with activity as though nothing had changed, but I knew better.

I was convinced it wasn’t real, but the familiarity of it all was convincing, and now I was confused as to why this was happening. My feet seemed to have a mind of their own and knew where they wanted to be.

I found myself heading towards my dad’s study. The door was locked, but it had never stopped me before. I opened the door and gasped when I saw him sitting there, working on some files.

He had his glasses on and his brows were furrowed together in confusion, and he had yet to notice that I had entered. My eyes watered at the familiar scene before me, but I wiped them away because I didn’t want to waste any minute of this.

I missed him so fucking much. I was confused as to why I missed him w