Chapter Thirty Two

LARA

I came home just an hour ago.

The second I walked in, Blaire was on me like a caffeine-fueled bloodhound, her eyes wide and sparkling with curiosity. She had her phone in one hand and popcorn in the other like she was expecting a live update of a rom-com.

“Oh my God, finally! You didn’t text me once. Did you die? Are you secretly engaged now? Did he declare his love under the moonlight in bro