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 warm smile. "Come have

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

cold and ruthless he was, but somehow, she just couldn't

talking about the same

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

mug and sipped. The comforting warmth slid

at Lyman. "How come

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

there anything you can't do? Even your cooking is

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

head, taking a mouthful of

those years with Mitchell-she'd always

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

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

was a bit flashy, and the license plate

her, "Call

"Don't worry. Drive

she turned and walked

thought she was

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