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.

greeting her with

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

and ruthless he was, but somehow, she just

even talking about

she sat down, Lyman slid a mug of warm milk in front of her, his voice gentle. "Drink some

and sipped. The comforting warmth slid down her

Lyman. "How come you're up

in truth, he'd gotten up early just

flutter. She looked down at the feast in front of

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

tone teasing. "What, starting to feel like you

taking a mouthful

with Mitchell-she'd always been the one

spoiled prince, never lifting a finger, just waiting to be served. After breakfast, Lyman drove

to stop at the corner down the road instead. She walked the rest of the

a bit flashy, and the license plate was even more

stopped, he reminded her, "Call me if

"Don't

and walked

thought she

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