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.

what are you doing?" she stammered, trying to pull her

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

he reached into his pocket and placed

blinked, glancing down at

sincere and almost intense, "have

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

wonder why someone like

you." She curled her fingers around the sweet. "Come in. My grandmother's waiting for

gifts. In the living room, an elderly woman with kind eyes sat on

"Good evening, ma'am. I'm Lyman-Effie's

himself with a refined air. Compared to Mitchell, he was in a

you're the one Effie mentioned?" she asked, still a little skeptical. He was impossibly

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.

chest. She snuck a look at him he was

better, she might have believed it

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