#Chapter63
EPILOGUE
8 years later.
I find myself glancing back to the name plate on my desk.
Hazel Reyes Foxx, and right under it in smaller letters, school counselor. Who knew Corbin was right about my career.
A knock on the door gets my attention and I tear away from the name plate to the door, /"Come in./"
The door open, revealing just the person I wanted to talk to.
/"You wanted to talk to me?/" Casey asks, coming in and closing the door behind her.
/"Yes. Have a seat,/" I tell her, guiding her with my hand. I watch as she sits down on the seat in front of the desk and wait patiently for me to speak.
I send her a warming smile. /"I just wanted to know how you've been doing. I know it can be hard to adjust to this new environment./"
