Owen flashed a cheeky grin. "Then let's just hang out at the diner for some practice."

"Get lost!"

"So rude. You'll never get hitched with that attitude. Looks like you're stuck with me."

Owen chuckled, seizing the moment before Cecilia could react, and quickly made his way to his car.

Whatever Owen needed to discuss with Stefan, Cecilia was clueless about. Once the girl returned, Cecilia asked her to mind the diner while she stepped out to get some groceries.

But after she had cooked a fine meal, Owen called to say he wouldn't make it for dinner.

Cecilia sighed in frustration.

She had gone to the trouble of cooking some of her best dishes, and he had the gall to bail on her. Considering he went to see Stefan, she figured he must've had something more pressing and generously decided not to hold it against him.

Still, Owen hadn't checked in for several days.

Accustomed to him being as sticky as bubblegum, Cecilia was actually starting to miss his constant presence.

The afternoon sun was lazily hanging in the sky, and Cecilia felt its lethargy seep into her bones.

She lay sprawled across the cash register, doodling aimlessly on a piece of scrap paper with a pen in hand.

A bowl of freshly washed cherries appeared before her.

"It's a rare sight to catch you daydreaming. Let me guess, missing your Mr. Malicious? The little birdie told me he hasn't dropped by in days. Let's see, from Wednesday to now, Sunday, wow, it really has been a while."

Lucinda leaned against the counter, having placed the bowl of cherries, and teased Cecilia with a playful smirk.

the glass pane. The heat had

a steaming cup of coffee, from

Darlene glanced over with a smile but didn't join

she had her own set

she

the watcher was none other than one of Keith's

skills were top-notch, and she had arranged things so swiftly that her own

in finding the mysterious woman was troubling. What if he had other motives? Could her attempts to redirect his attention cause

to drop by and

guy that day, he hasn't

Mrs. Lucinda, look at you, all sprawled out. If someone snapped a pic and posted it online, you'd be

Stefan, but I haven't a clue what about. Stefan didn't tell me, but he was lunching with me that day and didn't

and a shake of her head, lifting her coffee

Lucinda didn't press her.

to one side, speaking softly and sparingly,

beginnings, and even Tiffany, despite her affluent background and bold nature, saw Darlene as some ethereal creature, treating her with a special kind of tenderness. Darlene had shown them what true grace and poise looked

the world outside, it's such a beautiful scene. It reminds you

Lucinda agreed wholeheartedly,

of Darlene in her tranquil state. "I'm going to have this painted, a large one, framed like a portrait of a beauty. But I'm no good

elf

do it; he's amazing at

to call out

knew Lucinda was

huh? It's been days since

him.

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