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.

he saw her, greeting her with a

possibly closed for Lyman? The man was practically a jack of

all the rumors about how cold and ruthless he was, but somehow, she just couldn't

they even talking

Lyman slid a mug of warm milk in front of her, his voice gentle. "Drink some milk first. It'll

mug and sipped. The comforting warmth slid down her throat, spreading through her

at Lyman. "How come

though in truth, he'd gotten up early just to cook

down at the feast in front of her ―eggs, bacon, toast, fruit

couldn't help but exclaim, “Lyman, is there anything you can't do?

raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing. "What, starting

her head, taking a mouthful of pancake.

to all those years with Mitchell-she'd always been the one making

just waiting to

they reached the office, Effie asked him to stop at the corner down the road instead. She walked the rest

was a bit flashy, and the license

he reminded her, "Call me if you

nodded. "Don't worry.

she turned and walked toward the

she

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