Heart of the Huntress: The Blooming Second ChanceChapter 1
Today was yet another awful and dreary anniversary. Many would have thought that since it was such a special day, lovers would be having a hell of a good time celebrating. Well, apparently, love wasn’t all roses and champagne, and it certainly wasn’t chocolates and milkshakes either. Because if it were, I wouldn’t be sitting here alone, waiting for him in our nearly empty thirty-foot-square apartment for freaking five hours since sundown, while staring at the “Happy 5th Anniversary!” cake I made.
“He’s late.”
I’ve never heard my voice sound that cold my whole life.
Calvin made me a promise, and we were supposed to go on a trip to celebrate this year, but with our job as monster hunters, our schedules hardly matched. Over the years, we’ve been seeing each other less, and this year was even more scarce.
I planned this surprise for us to catch up, but now it turned out to be a waste of effort.
Hunters get called out anytime. Our duty to cull the monsters and save lives always came first. Still, he should have told me if something came up and he couldn’t make it!