He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 65

After Maisie left, Theresia didn’t rush home. Helena’s flight would land in an hour, so she decided to just wait and pick her up at the airport.

She sat in her car, absently scrolling through her phone. No matter which app she opened, it was all stories about the art exhibition. Patti had thought she could stage a comeback, but the event had completely backfired on her. Now, Teresa’s true identity was out in the open, and every headline seemed to be about her. This time, Theresia had come out on top, no question.

Not long after, Hanson called. He wanted to go out and celebrate that night. He said the three of them weren’t coming home until they’d had their fill. Theresia was in a great mood, and with Helena finally back in town, she was all in. It wasn’t often she let herself relax.

Right on the dot, Helena showed up at the arrivals gate. She slid off her sunglasses and ran straight at Theresia, nearly knocking her off her feet with a hug.

“Theresia, you’re incredible. I can just picture Patti’s face when she found out Teresa was actually you.”

Theresia grabbed Helena’s suitcase and tossed it in the trunk. “Yeah, she didn’t take it well,” she replied, sounding almost bored.

Helena hopped into the passenger seat and immediately put the top down on the convertible, grinning as she rested her arm on the window. “She had it coming. If I’d been there, I would’ve pinned her to the floor.”

Theresia just laughed and started the engine. “Let’s not talk about her. I’m in too good a mood. How long are you staying in Harrisburg?”

She pressed the gas and the car sped away.

Helena let out a small yelp, then laughed. “I’m here for an academic exchange. About a year. But honestly, it’s mostly because you and Hanson are both here. I wanted to hang out with you guys, so I jumped at the chance. Moved by my devotion yet?”

Theresia grinned. “Should I cry tears of joy?”

Hanson clutched his chest, pretending to be hurt. “Helena, can’t you act like a lady for once? Look at Theresia, pure elegance. You? Whenever I see you, I just want to call you ‘bro’.”

Helena narrowed her eyes and started rolling up her sleeves. “Bro, huh? Alright, let me show you how a real bro handles things. Don’t run, Hanson. Stand your ground!”

He took off, and she chased after him. Classic.

Theresia barely blinked at their antics. She poured herself a glass of whiskey, settled in, and enjoyed the show on stage.

Meanwhile, across the club, Ophelia spotted Theresia immediately.