More Than A Favor

Chapter 19

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Looking at myself in the mirror, I tried to force a smile. I told myself to smile today and to be happy every day from now on.

When I went downstairs, Ethan and Tessa had already prepared breakfast. The house was decorated with new couches and tableware, items usually

reserved for special occasions.

“Elaine, after you and Logan get your marriage certificate, come back so we can celebrate and discuss the wedding details,” Tessa exclaimed, her

excitement seemingly surpassing mine.

“Sure,” I agreed with a nod.

Tessa looked me over approvingly. “You look great today. It would be even

better if you wore white.”

“It’s a little too eye–catching to dress entirely in white,” I explained.

“Don’t listen to her nonsense,” Ethan interjected. “Nowadays, people don’t

wear white like they did back in our time. Elaine, wear whatever you like. Don’t mind what she says.”

I smiled, a warm sensation washing over me.

Tessa pulled me over to the dining table.

two eggs and a sausage arranged in a way that immediately made

your grandmother. It symboNoraes the early birth of a child. I don’t have a preference for a boy or girl; I just hope you and Logan have a

bring myself to eat the eggs and

eat a little of everything for formality’s sake,” Tessa said with a smile as she peeled an egg for me and handed it over.

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refuse her. Blushing, I took a bite

realized Logan was missing from the dining table. “Tessa, where’s

down yet,”

it was just my imagination–he seemed visibly tense.

to get our marriage certificate is precisely 10:58 a.m. We don’t

some reason, the

about Alexander Cain. He was

as Mr. Cain says,”

down to eat breakfast. Despite the lavish spread, he finished quickly. He didn’t quite wolf the food down, but he ate faster than usual.

the eggs and sausage that I hadn’t eaten, he quietly

home. I need to go and prepare something,” he

air of

winked at me, mouthing that he was preparing

natur ally assumed this was it. I watched

coat, my

Mercer,”

seemed Victor already knew I was