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

If you didn't watch this girl for a single day, she'd forget to eat at all.

"Come on, try it. Tell me if it's good," Jackson urged, gently setting Fiona in a chair and placing a steaming bowl of soup beside her.

Fiona took a few sips-the taste was just as good as she remembered. Meanwhile, Jackson was still peeling shrimp for her, piling the little bowl in front of her with care.

"Jackson, did you get everything sorted out in the Capital?" Fiona asked.

"It's settled," Jackson replied, not slowing his hands. "But they found some old bones in the Woods family's branch basement. No one knows who they belonged to. They're being tested, but the remains are ancient-it could take ages to get results."

"How long do you think?"

"Hard to say. When I touched them, they basically turned to dust. Even moving them was a challenge."

Fiona ate a piece of shrimp, watching worry shadow Jackson's face.

He's afraid those bones might be their parents'.

"Now that you're in charge of the Woods family, did Grandpa Woods ever tell you what really happened back then?" she asked softly.

"I was just about to talk to you about that. Tomorrow morning I'm going back to the old house. After all this time, maybe I'll finally get some answers."

"I want to go with you."

"Alright."

up on the couch, her eyes drifting

was his scent-he always made her feel so calm

slept straight through to

Fiona woke up, bleary-eyed and alone in bed,

even happened or if she'd

Everything looked exactly the same, which

room, talking, then falling asleep. How did she

cracked the door open and peered out. No,

empty.

felt so

she caught

moving in the

and stopped at the doorway, watching the familiar

It was Jackson.

it wasn't a dream

and happiness crashed

He really was back.

standing there barefoot, he quickly set

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