Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

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After saying goodbye to her brother, Ellie rushed to the bar where she worked part–time. She’d missed out on an interview last time because Haley called her back to handle a hotel issue, so she was determined not to let it happen again.

The bar’s entrance was small and unassuming. As she stepped inside, a subtle mix of alcohol and cigarette smoke filled the air. It wasn’t as noisy as shelt expected. The lighting was warm and inviting, the music was mellow, and a few young couples were dancing in the corner.

Awaiter led Ellie upstairs to a private room. There, she was taken aback by the woman sitting on the sofa.

The woman wore a stylish dress that flattered her petite figure, her dark hair tied back in a low ponytail. Her light makeup made her look no older than thirty, and she had a gentle, scholarly aura that seemed slightly out of place in the bar’s lively atmosphere.

Noticing Ellie’s nervousness, the woman gestured to a seat across from her and said, “Do I look intimidating?”

Her question immediately eased the tension, and Ellie felt herself relax.

They chatted for a bit, and Ellie learned that the woman was named Whitney York and owned the bar. They had briefly discussed things over the phone, and Ellie’s interview had gone smoothly.

leave, she remembered the small bed that Alex had broken. It felt awkward to bring it up during their first meeting, but she needed a solution

she finally said. “Whitney, do you know of any affordable places to rent around

about that.” Whitney replied, her voice as soft

to act casual, saying

Whitney continued. “I have a niece who owns a small apartment nearby that she doesn’t use. She’s been abroad for a few years and won’t be back for a

for free and just keep

hint of concern still

first three floors are all mine. You don’t have to worry about any scams.”

embarrassed that her thoughts had been so transparent, Ellie shyly lowered her head.

on Alex’s wobbly bed, she grabbed her keys and headed to her new apartment the next day to clean

made her commute to the hospital a breeze. The apartment

only heavy items were two boxes in the corner. Initially, she thought about selling them, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to

had her cozy space ready. She looked at the two dusty boxes, which held

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Your dream carp

Fri, Ja

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boxes, and carefully stored all the drawing papers in