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

Mrs. Kidd froze for a second, but her smile returned just as quickly. She took the fresh waffle fries from Jane, grinning from ear to ear.

"Well, in that case, why don't you go upstairs and get yourself cleaned up? Look at you, all messy. With that flour on your face, anyone would think you'd just escaped a disaster."

Jane pouted and clung to her grandmother's arm. “Grandma, you can't say that! I got like this making snacks for Fiona. Besides, Fiona would never think I look bad."

Honestly, Mrs. Kidd wasn't wrong. Jane smelled like grease from head to toe. She definitely needed a change of clothes.

her stepmom and Carson were still

Just as she stood up, Jane remembered standing outside, bawling like the world was ending.

The crying outside only got louder, and Jane finally snapped. She yelled toward the door, “What are you crying about? If you want to die, go do it somewhere else! Don't bring your drama in here first thing in the morning. Can you stop already?"

Mrs. Kidd took Jane's hand, her tone turning serious. "Jane, you're the Kidd family's pride. Our future depends on you. Once your father's verdict comes down, send those two to the family chapel. As the Kidd family's heir, don't get involved with them. Their status isn't even worth your time, let alone your anger."

Jane couldn't shake her

arriving any minute, and if she saw those two, it would definitely

dropped onto the couch beside

home all night-who knows where he was messing around. Now he's collapsed outside, and

ever composed, immediately caught

he lose a finger

he got into trouble and someone chopped it off, or maybe

himself. Who knows what he was up

want to see for myself. This is

lose your

her eyes and called out to the maids, "Well? Go bring

Jane was good at so many things, but patience just wasn't one of them. She could never

mother were brought into the living room.