Hope had accepted Landon's death. It took some time, even a couple of years and heartache because off of her emotions were heightened with being a full tribrid. She stood there looking at him, face to face and this was Landon. Nobody playing with her mind, nobody playing pretend that he was here it was really Landon Kirby. β Landon.. what did you do? β She questioned as her brows knit downwards.
"I made a deal." Landon said simply, regretting it the moment he said it. There wasn't anything he didn't want to tell her, but he knew how she would react. If she knew the extent of it, Hope never would have been okay with it. "To come back, I mean. And I promise, I will listen to your questions and tell you all about it, but can I just...enjoy that I'm here and get to see your face for a minute first?"





















