Summer Thorne never imagined that one day she would find herself saying the name "Esther Hughes" to someone again.
The last time she had said that name, she had been standing before her grave, crying it out at the tombstone.
That's right. Esther Hughes was clearly gone from this world, turned into nothing more than a cold slab of stone.
And yet, right here, right now, she had appeared before her very eyes.
An Esther Hughes so vibrant and full of life... one who could talk, laugh, and get angry...
Even as Summer Thorne wondered if this was a hallucination or a dream, the other woman's hand was still in her own. She could feel her warmth, her annoyance... she could feel that she was real, truly alive.
Summer Thorne couldn't let go.
No matter what emotions flickered across the woman's face, she would not let go.
Faced with Summer Thorne's question, Yara Keats, after her initial shock and anger, finally forced herself to calm down once more.
