Aliya

Aliya

I walk down to the bakery where Tia works. I have no idea where anyone else is and I am sure that Brayden is going to lose his shit when he finds out that I went somewhere by myself. It’s not my fault that I couldn’t find or link any of my guards. Hell, no one answered my link. The bakery is literally a ten-minute walk from the packhouse so I am not worried. It is fucking cold out and there are snow flurries today. I threw my hair in a messy bun and pulled on one of my beanies. I am sure I look ridiculous in Brayden’s hoodie but I don’t care. It is warm and smells like him. I smile when the little bell on the door rings as I open it.

“Hello, Luna.” Mrs Paula says.

“Hi, Mrs Paula is Tia here today?” I ask.

“Sorry but today is her day off. She is probably at her cottage.” She tells me.

I leave after purchasing a couple of white/dark chocolate cupcakes and coffee. They make the best espresso drinks. I follow the instructions that Mrs Paula gave me and walk towar