Chapter 16

Effie's heart skipped a beat, racing faster than she could control.

"Nervous? Give me your hand," Lyman said, noticing the flush in her cheeks and her quickening breath.

"What?" Effie hesitated, caught off guard.

She could feel Lyman's presence-solid, warm, and unmistakably masculine-so close that it left her breathless.

"Your hand. Come on."

Almost without thinking, Effie offered her hand. Lyman reached out and took it in his, his grip firm yet gentle. The warmth of his palm seeped into hers, his thumb tracing slow, soothing circles against her skin, sending a tingling sensation up her

arm.

Her pulse only quickened, a rosy blush blooming across her face and even creeping to her ears.

are you... what are you doing?" she stammered, trying to pull her hand back, but he only tightened his

little, his gaze steady and intent, lips curling into a faint smile. "Don't move. I have something

reached into his pocket and placed a small

down at it.

feeling down or anxious," Lyman said, his eyes sincere and almost intense, "have

the warmth from his hand travel straight to her heart. Her nerves

to her to wonder why someone like Lyman would carry candy

around the

living room, an elderly woman with kind eyes sat on the couch,

"Good

surprised. The man before her was tall, strikingly handsome, and carried himself with a refined air. Compared to Mitchell, he was in a league of his own-and

a little skeptical. He was impossibly perfect, but was he truly sincere

"Yes, ma'am. I've cared for Effie for a long time. Before, she was with someone else, so I only wished her happiness. But now that he can't give her the life she deserves, I want to try. I hope you'll

jolt to the chest. She

better, she might have believed

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