When Katie blinked, however, the cottage was dark again. No lights were on and Jo had vanished, but she thought she could hear the words in the letter being carried on the gentle breeze.
If Alex has chosen you, then I want you to believe that I have chosen you as well.
Katie smiled and turned away, knowing it wasn’t an illusion or a figment of her imagination. She knew what she saw.
She knew what she believed.