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.

looked up as soon as he saw her, greeting her with a warm

window had fate possibly closed for Lyman? The man was practically

and ruthless he

they even talking about the same

of her, his voice gentle. "Drink some milk first. It'll help settle your

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

at Lyman. "How come

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

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

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

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

taking a mouthful of pancake. "Yeah, I guess

those years with Mitchell-she'd

prince, never lifting a finger, just waiting to be served. After

office, Effie asked him to stop at the corner down the road

was a bit flashy, and

her, "Call me if you need

nodded. "Don't worry.

and

she was being

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