Chapter 88: The Life We Long For

"How's life in the city? After all this time, going back, I bet you slipped right into that rhythm." "They dragged me out for drinks… I barely had a few sips before I was tipsy. The next morning my head was pounding-not fun at all. I've only been here half a year, but it already feels like home. Maybe my soul was made for the countryside." Nixon Walker rarely joked. Briana laughed, and when a faint smile touched her pale face, it was like ice finally breaking-a stark, wintry kind of beauty. Briana...