Chapter 93: A Trip to Remember

Calla’s POV

Saturday morning arrived fast, with sunlight streaming through the windows. Cleo was already awake by the time my alarm went off, and I knew from the sound of her excited voice in the hallway that she likely had been up for at least an hour.

I climbed out of bed and padded over to the closet, pulling out the sundress I’d laid out the night before. It was light blue with tiny white flow