Chapter 201

Effie Bagnold and Lyman Etheridge picked up her grandmother and the nurse from the hospital, then headed together to the cemetery.

When they arrived, there was already a bouquet of lilies-her mother's favorite- placed in front of the grave.

Her grandmother gazed at the flowers, a wistful sigh escaping her lips. "That person... always gets here before we do."

Effie nodded. "Yeah."

They'd missed them again.

Every time Effie visited, there were always fresh lilies and her mother's favorite pastries left at the headstone. She'd always been curious about who this person was, but every single time, she missed them. Today was no different.

"If you really want to know who it is, I can help you find out," Lyman offered.

Effie shook her head. "No, it's okay. Whoever it is always avoids us. That probably means they don't want to meet."

"So let's not intrude. Maybe... if it's meant to be, we'll cross paths one day."

Her grandmother nodded in agreement, clearly feeling the same way.

accepted their decision with a small nod. Since Effie and her grandmother had made up their minds,

pulling him to the front. She looked at the smiling woman in the photograph on the headstone. "Adriana, this

Spencer's portrait, his tone

throat, so nervous he could barely get the words out-it was

take care of

and her grandmother both

a group of

see Shepard Bagnold and Vera, with

are they

saw Effie's tear-stained eyes, he immediately felt a pang of guilt. For some reason, he instinctively

him, every flicker of emotion on his

wring water from it; she was clenching her jaw so tightly she might've

have. He used to call Effie dull, but now that he'd lost her, suddenly she

are always the most precious; once

blame

playing the helpless little flower-wasn't

grandmother saw Shepard and her gaze turned icy.

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