Chapter 289

"Don't talk about yourself like that. You're worth so much more," Lyman said sternly, his eyes fixed on Effie.

Effie nestled into his arms, her tone teasing and soft. "I'm so happy right now."

She'd always struggled with insecurity, needing more love than most people. Mitchell, her ex, had always told her to be independent, to stop clinging to him all the time.

So, over time, Effie learned to hide behind a mask. She stopped sharing her little worries with Mitchell, stopped letting him see the vulnerable parts of her heart.

Maybe that was why, even when they were together, there always seemed to be an invisible wall between them. Things were never as open and honest as they'd once been.

But even though she hadn't known Lyman for long, Effie felt as if she'd known him forever. With Lyman, she could be herself-completely, unapologetically.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Effie started to get up, but Lyman beat her to it. "I'II get it," he said.

Effie laughed. "It's not like my legs are broken, you know."

Lyman grinned. "Let me have the honor of serving my lovely wife."

A flush crept up Effie's cheeks, and she felt the heat rise all the way to her ears.

door and found Nita standing there, her

hesitated for a split second when she saw Lyman, then

nodded. "Please, just call

herself that with the difference in their status, she could never be

clearly elsewhere.

on in,"

came

Effie, she rushed forward and threw her arms around

tablet and slipped into the study, closing the

cried harder, letting all her

for

thick with guilt. "This

reassuringly. "We both played a part in this, Nita. Even if I wasn't the one

shook her head fiercely. "No, that's

softly, "It's over now. Let's not talk about

because you were

smiled gently. "I'm not a mind reader, Nita. How could I possibly know what

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