Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Crimson raised an eyebrow, "Guess I'll have to trouble Mr. Connor."

"It's no trouble at all."

Connor gave a slight nod and followed someone to the kitchen.

"He's really good to you," Crimson said, resting her chin on her hand as she watched Connor leave, clicking her tongue.

Connor had a significant status, yet here he was, willing to cook for Flora.

Flora chuckled, "Well, he is my fiancé. Of course, he'd be good to me."

Crimson clicked her tongue again. "Such a blow to all the single folks out there."

"Alright, lie down and chat." Flora placed the bowl of porridge on the bedside table and tucked away the small table. "Doesn't sitting up hurt your back?" "Yeah, a bit."

Crimson lay down comfortably.

"Have all the major forces left?" she asked.

Flora nodded, "Yep."

Crimson chuckled, "Flora, you're impressive."

you're better, you can deal with

make sure

wicked smile spreading across her face. She needed to recover to have the strength to confront Susan. Flora chatted with Crimson for a bit longer before Connor

Even with a simple bowl of white porridge, he managed to make it taste extraordinary.

the doctor about Crimson's condition. Once reassured she was fine, Flora finally

Atticus is planning to

disciples, but Lance

have stopped

it into his coat pocket.

go. We can't keep

had already

Atticus's

her

room, opened her laptop, and typed in a URL. The webpage

into

of the handwritten letter, and clicked send. After a few quick

Flora's phone buzzed. It

aren't you coming to the lab

realized it

won't be in today. Got something on. I'll be there