Chapter: 1997

“By the way, have you set the date for going to Westsilver?" Aimee asked. "You said you'd be leaving soon. I've already packed, but I haven't heard the final word from you."

"It's almost settled. I can't wait to go as well, but I need to wrap up some things at work first. If I don't, I'll be thinking about work even while we're there."

"Alright then. Just let me know when you've finalized everything, and I'll book the tickets!"

“Sure."

Bethany ended the call and let out a deep sigh. At last, she felt less troubled than before.