053 | A spell for sunshine

Stephen’s POV

It had all been going so well.

By that, of course, I meant that I’d been avoiding Rhiannon like the coward I was and spending far too much time with Hyacinth. Moving in here had meant to push me closer to Rhi. In reality, it had done the opposite.

Not that she seemed to mind. She spent all of her time with her new pet, Foxy Spangles, walking alone and brooding, or sitting with her father’s plaque in the woods. I’d gone with her to The Endpoint once, where she’d stared blankly at her dad’s name where it had been carved into the wall. That had been the last time I’d insisted on coming with her.

I didn’t know what it was, but I felt half a step out of stride with my mate. That wasn’t supposed to happen – was it?

‘It’s because you’re a scoundrel, young man!’ cried Brian. ‘Hyacinth is the bee’s knees, that I cannot argue with, my boy, but it does not justify your behaviour. You and Rhiannon need to have a jolly good chinwag about the whole thing. You are just chockablock with