Chapter 483

In the car, Effie gazed out the window, her thoughts tangled and heavy.

Lyman reached over, placing both hands gently on her shoulders, turning her to face him.

Effie met his eyes, uncertain. For a moment, she couldn't find the words.

"I'm exhausted," she murmured at last. "Let me borrow your shoulder for a bit."

"Of course."

Lyman guided her head down, resting it against his own shoulder. He let out a weary sigh.

"If you keep sighing like that," he teased, "the sky's liable to come crashing down." Effie frowned, swatting his arm. "I'm really not in the mood for jokes."

Lyman wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "I know what's weighing on you. Right now, it's true-Isabel did save you. Maybe it wasn't exactly how you imagined, but we owe her our care, whether we like it or not."

But Effie caught the implication in his words.

sharply-so quickly that she

there. That was

added, "When you said 'right now,' what did you mean? Are you saying you think Isabel might

to take credit, maybe I could accept that. But this... this feels different. I can't help

“I've been thinking the same thing, but I don't have

to be even

Lyman said evenly. "If Isabel's lying, we'll find her weak spot sooner

his brow.

at that. "Worried? I'm not a child, you

ruffling her

long after Lindy left, the door to the hospital room swung

up, unsurprised by the

hand it to you, Isabel," she said coldly. "Only

to win sympathy."

was a dancer. For her, her legs were everything. Without

really would go that

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