Chapter 66. Is There Someone You Like?

Athena

Over the next few days, I threw myself into the mission of creating a home from nothing.

It was harder than I’d expected. I’d never realized how many little things went into making a place livable until I was standing in an empty apartment with a notepad, trying to remember if I needed a can opener or already had one. The truth was, I had nothing. Daxon had made sure of that when I left.

Sarah and Leah both volunteered to help, and I couldn’t bring myself to say no. Having their company made the overwhelming task feel more manageable, and their excitement about my independence was infectious.

We spent hours wandering through furniture stores and home goods shops, debating the merits of different coffee makers and whether I really needed matching dish towels.

“You absolutely need matching towels,” Leah insisted, holding up a set in sage green. “It’s the little touches that make a place feel like home.”

Sarah laughed, shifting her purs