Chapter 90: The Swimsuit

Calla’s POV

I was in the middle of folding Cleo’s clothes when someone knocked on the bedroom door.

“Come in,” I called out without looking up from the tiny sweater I was currently admiring.

The door opened. I heard the click of heels against the hardwood floor and knew immediately who it was without even having to see her face.

“Calla.” Giselle’s voice was sweeter than it usually was. “I hope I’m