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 nearly knocked

rubbed his jaw, chuckling. "Careful there. That was almost a

"When you said 'right

one knows Isabel better than I do. If she were just trying to take credit, maybe I could accept that. But this... this feels

the same thing, but I don't have any proof. That's why I haven't said anything. Fidelia's

to be even more careful

Isabel's lying, we'll find her weak spot sooner or

Effie for a moment, concern creasing his brow. "Honestly, you're the

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

her

Lindy left, the door to the hospital room

glanced up, unsurprised

gaze icy as it swept over Isabel. "I have to hand it to you, Isabel," she said coldly. "Only you would dare pull a stunt like this-hurting

to win sympathy."

was a dancer. For her, her legs were everything. Without them, she'd never walk

really would go

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