Estelle chuckled softly, “C’mon, it’s not my first rodeo. I know the drill!”

“Every gig’s different, Estelle, and you haven’t been to that side of town in ages. Just… be careful, okay?” Josiah’s voice was choked with concern. He took a deep breath, “And if you need anything, anything at all, just holler. I’ll be there in a heartbeat!”

Amiee stretched out her hand, “Here’s to hoping the three musketeers get to ride into battle together again. Safe travels, boss.”

Estelle and Josiah placed their hands on Amiee’s, their grip firm and resolute – a testament to the unbreakable bond they’d forged from the start.

After Josiah and Amiee left, Estelle began to pack up her things. The clothes she’d slipped off the night before were left in the bathroom for the cleaning lady to wash.

The only issue was the dress she’d hastily ordered; Estelle decided to clean and dry it before tucking it away in the corner of her wardrobe.

Hopefully, the cleaning lady wouldn’t go sorting through that dress.

With everything in order, Estelle scribbled a note for Jonathan and left it on the sofa in the side room.

As she opened the door to leave, she turned back to see the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the living room – warm, clear, seemingly infusing her heart with strength.

make

worked. She texted her to meet up at the

hear that Estelle was tagging along with Old Mr. Jarvis back to C City. “Well, it’s good you’ve got some time now. Once you pick up a new project, you won’t have a moment to spare,” she said with a

with a grin. “How

cheeks, Emily nodded as she cradled her

family? Have you met

said he’s taking me home this weekend. I’m not sure what his parents think

Charlie’s taking you, he won’t let you

a resilient glint in Emily’s clear eyes, “I understand that his parents don’t accept me, but I’ve made

I get back, let’s move into the

her own two feet, not wanting to become too dependent like a clinging vine. But it did seem unfair to Charlie to have him come to Bright

need to keep score on everything. Charlie doesn’t care about that stuff. He’d probably give you

cute dimples, as she slowly nodded, “Alright, when you return, we’ll

Jonathan set a

Charlie and Jonathan might have, both of them

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