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

Nash's eyes widened in surprise, but just as quickly, a shadow of disappointment flickered across his face.

"So that's what's going on. None of you thought to tell me, huh?" He forced a smile, picking up a rib and biting into it. The taste barely registered his mind was clearly somewhere else.

Some secrets, he thought, were better locked away, never meant to see the light

of day.

Later that evening, Fiona headed out to meet the Gregory family as planned. She finished dinner and went straight to see Amy's parents.

The real Amy was there too, looking sweet and fragile-nothing like the girl Fiona remembered. But in Amy's eyes, Fiona still caught that hunger for money and power. She didn't say anything about it. As long as Amy stayed out of her way, Fiona didn't care what she did.

"Ms. Fiona, you're here!" Lucy jumped up to greet her, gently pulling Amy along. Her face lit up as she led Fiona inside the private room.

Ms. Fiona," Amy said softly, sounding shy

for her and for Tyler's help, she probably would've spent the rest of her life trapped in that dark, damp basement-never getting to see her parents again, no matter how much she dreamed about

them closely, but all she could spot was a subtle difference around their eyes and eyebrows. Everything else,

voices matched. On first listen,

the fake Amy credit-she'd studied every

asked, her face full of helplessness.

of that girl's lies. Our real daughter suffered so much because of her. Ms. Fiona, we honestly can't

chair, his eyes full of gratitude as he looked at Fiona. "Please, Ms. Fiona,

Gregorys all took their

invited you out properly. But you beat us to it—we feel a little bad about that," Bentley started, just as Fiona expected. She couldn't hold it against him; business