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

Jane didn't say anything. She just stood there, watching Jean.

She honestly didn't know if she should trust her or not.

"Ms. Jane, you can go back first. I'll finish up here and come back later," Jean called out without turning around. She kept scrubbing the floor and wiping down the tables, going over every spot again and again. Only when everything was spotless did she finally pick up her bucket and walk away.

By then, Jane had already left the stage. She stood a little distance away, still watching Jean. Something about all of this felt off, like the world had tilted a little.

She took a deep breath, gave Jean one last look, and then turned to leave.

Back in her room, Jane told Fiona everything. Fiona barely reacted just a soft "mm" as if that was enough.

Jane frowned. Even Fiona was acting strange.

"Fiona, do you still think Jean's suspicious?"

“Shouldn't I?” Fiona shot back, her voice calm and steady.

That one question left Jane at a loss for words.

"Just go get some rest for now," Fiona said. "I'll take care of it. There's medicine on the table-bring it with you and make sure you take some. And remember what I said: don't eat or drink anything that's already been opened, even if it's something you started yourself and didn't finish."

get it, but she

medicine, dumped a packet into her mouth, and took a few big swigs of

looked like she wanted to say something, but in the

even sulking about?

at her

of Jasmine, grinning ear

expected to run into someone here who looked

with Team Country

fingers tracing the

when Tyler called. Fiona's face instantly went blank, hiding any trace

"What's up?" she answered.

her, but... she looks exactly like Amy.

thrown. What were they supposed to

set up a video call

"Got it."

but he knew better than to

a long time ago to just follow

the call ended, Fiona leaned back on the couch and closed

a tiny island, this place