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.

saw her, greeting her with a warm smile.

inwardly-what window had fate possibly closed for Lyman? The man was practically a

how cold and ruthless he was,

they even talking about the

she sat down, Lyman slid a mug of warm milk in front of her, his voice gentle. "Drink some milk first. It'll help settle your

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

Lyman. "How come

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

in front of her ―eggs, bacon, toast, fruit salad, and her

is there anything you can't

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

a mouthful of pancake.

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

just waiting to be served. After breakfast,

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

bit flashy, and the license plate

the car stopped, he reminded her, "Call me

"Don't

she turned and

she

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