42. Two Of A Kind.

"Hello? Just to inform you she has gone to Sayville," Lia talked over the phone.

She was speaking in such a low voice so that no one could hear her.

Rosina and Winter were working in the bakery.

Mrs Willow had hired a baker for a few days.

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Pidge kept on dragging her suitcase to the streets of Sayville when she saw the house number 43 written on the board.

She quickly stopped seeing the piece of paper, it was the same.

She pressed the button of the bell three times when she heard Dylan's playful voice, "Coming!"

It looked like he has been giggling.

"Pidge?" he looked surprised.

"Oh my God! Pidge!" he quickly pulled her and hugged her.

She felt so safe in his arms, she gets to smell his fragrance after a very long time.

She missed this...all of it.

But the smell of alcohol coming from him...this was not his style.

Or maybe this was him.

"How did you...doesn't matter.