I can’t take my eyes off Addison. Fuck. As Bev and Evan argue on about ghostly incidents, I watch a smile creep over her features. A real smile, not even like yesterday in my truck when I had her close. Not only does she smile, but she fucking glows, her entire being radiating joy. I see it ripen by the second. The woman is beautiful, there’s no doubt, but seeing her like this? It’s like nothing else I’ve ever witnessed.
