Chapter 91

Lindy and Effie made their way to the dining table.

Friedman was out at a work event, so he wouldn't be joining them for dinner.

That left just the three of them to eat together.

Lindy noticed the look of distaste on Lyman's face as he eyed the bowl in front of him, his brow furrowed in obvious displeasure. With thinly veiled annoyance, she said, "I made this especially for you. Hurry up and drink it."

Lyman didn't budge.

Seeing this, Effie tried to coax him. "Your mom went through the trouble of making it just for you. You really should drink it-don't let her effort go to waste."

Let her effort go to waste?

Lyman glanced at Effie, a slow, wry smile tugging at his lips. "Do you really want me to drink it?"

Effie hesitated, confused by his tone. Still, Lindy had put so much care into making the soup—wouldn't it be wrong if he refused? She nodded earnestly. "Of course!"

widened as he replied,

picked up the bowl, ladled out the soup, and downed it in one long

everyone settled down

Tea Social next weekend. Are you free? I'd like to

of gatherings. Even though Lindy herself wasn't particularly fond of small talk and formalities,

"I'm free next weekend, Mom.

Lloyd family could be about traditions- everything from tea service to flower arranging and table settings had its own set of rules. Determined to fit in, Effie had sought out a professional instructor and picked things

of social events was second nature to

was getting late,

they left, Lindy pulled Effie aside and, with a conspiratorial air, pressed a beautifully wrapped gift bag into her hands.

in confusion, but she thanked her mother-in-law and headed out with

noticed a flush creeping up Lyman's

hot tonight, but something

his breathing had grown shallow and quick. Unable to ignore it any longer,

didn't answer-just loosened his tie and looked at

concern spiked. Something definitely wasn't

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