Chapter 28

Mitchell was feeling frustrated, too.

"Well, looks like none of us saw her this time. We'll just have to wait for another chance," his father said with a sigh.

"Alright,” Mitchell replied, then headed straight for his room.

His mind was a tangled mess.

It felt like things had already slipped beyond his control.

Effie seemed dead set on leaving.

Well, if that's what she wanted, he wasn't going to try and stop her.

Let her go out and see how tough the world could be—eventually, she'd come running back.

After all, Effie loved him so much. Sooner or later, she'd be begging to return to his side.

Mitchell was absolutely certain of it.

The next morning, after Effie finished washing up, she stepped out of her room.

A lavish breakfast was already spread across the dining table.

as soon as he saw her, greeting her

over and sat down, marveling inwardly-what window had fate possibly closed for Lyman? The man was

the rumors about how cold and ruthless he

they even talking about

mug of warm milk in front of

took the mug and sipped. The comforting warmth slid

up at Lyman. "How come you're up

wake up," he said, though in truth, he'd gotten up

made Effie's heart flutter. She looked down at the feast in front of her ―eggs, bacon, toast, fruit salad, and

exclaim, “Lyman, is there anything you can't

an eyebrow, his tone teasing. "What, starting to feel

blushed and ducked her head, taking a mouthful of pancake. "Yeah,

to all those years with Mitchell-she'd always

lifting a finger, just waiting to be

they reached the office, Effie asked him to stop at the

flashy, and the license plate was

reminded her, "Call me

"Don't worry.

she turned and

thought she

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