Chapter 343

"Sylvia, there's this weekend farmers' market just around the corner from the hotel. You've got to try the local pasta," Eloise suggested cheerfully over breakfast.

At that, Sylvia completely lost her appetite.

So Rupert snuck out in the middle of the night just to hunt down treats for Bridget?

He'd insisted on staying in her room-what, was he worried she'd pass her cold to delicate little Bridget instead?

Honestly, Sylvia found it almost funny. That was exactly the kind of thing Rupert would've done for Bridget in her last life, too.

She set down her half-eaten toast, took a long swig of milk, and forced a smile. "Ms. Eloise, I'm full. I'll head up and get ready."

"Alright. I'll be in my room too-the stylist's coming soon," Eloise replied, already gathering her things. She was just as eager to avoid Bridget's endless small talk.

Both women got up to leave. Bridget lingered, nursing her coffee, a sly little smile on her lips.

As Sylvia walked toward the restaurant entrance, Rupert walked in with two middle-aged men in tow.

Their eyes met for half a second-Sylvia turned on her heel and strode away without a word, not even a glance back.

Right behind her, Bridget's syrupy voice floated through the air, "Rupert, you're here! I'm not that hungry, but I'd love to keep you company for breakfast."

replied, putting an arm around Bridget as the

...

surprise-the heating had been fixed, and the whole

memory of last

she reminded herself, it was real.

out her folder and started reviewing

already splashed across the morning news. He'd been dropped by the brand, and there'd probably be

know them yet. She'd see what they were made of

checked the time. It was almost time to get

Sylvia couldn't help but gasp. This was just something

blue-violet, floor-length gown, covered in tiny crystals that shimmered like starlight. The straps were a delicate string of beads connecting

flowing seamlessly into the

sparkling skirt.

fringe sway and catch the

into a low bun with a few soft curls framing

Eloise texted her: Come

purse, Sylvia

nervous in the elevator, but the moment she stepped into the hotel lobby, it was

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