Chapter 64: The Memories of Velmoria (1)
"Will you bring souvenirs from Velmoria?" Haven looked up at Charlotte, her bright eyes filled with excitement. "I heard they have beautiful gemstone jewelry there!"
Charlotte smiled, warmth spreading in her chest. "I’ll send you pictures so you can pick what you like yourself."
She still couldn’t quite believe it—after five years, she was finally going home. It felt surreal. So much time had passed that the memories of her old bedroom were becoming hazy.
Would it still be the same? Or had her parents rearranged it?
"Charlotte, are you ready to go?"
She turned to see Damon standing by the door, carrying their bags—just enough clothes for two days, along with a few gifts for her parents.
"I’ll be out in a second," she said before turning back to Haven. She smoothed a hand over the girl’s soft hair and smiled. "Let’s have a movie night when I get back, okay?"
Haven nodded eagerly. "Don’t stay too long! I’ll miss you!"
Charlotte let out a quiet laugh, her heart feeling lighter. Vera and the others had said the same thing, all of them standing by the entrance, waving as she and Damon stepped out.
It was strange.
She hadn’t thought about it too much before, but somewhere along the way, Crimson Moon Manor had become home.