Chapter 49

Selah

After Cleo and Finn left, I turned back to the restaurant's interior to help Myra.

I noticed how she still limped slightly on her right leg—an old injury that had never fully healed. Her silver hair was pulled back in the same simple bun she'd worn for years, and the lines around her eyes seemed deeper than I remembered.

Time had a way of slipping by unnoticed until moments like this, when I