Tangled Temptations

Chapter 387

Eloise hung up the phone with an abrupt click and turned her attention back to Orlena, who sat beside her. A storm of silent questions brewed behind Orlena

hesitant eyes.

The thing was, Eloise was a year younger than Orlena, and yet, Orlena felt a certain restraint around her. Despite being, in a convoluted way, Eloise's aunt through her relationship with Brett, Orlena just couldn't muster the courage to probe deeper.

Irritated with her own timidity, Orlena followed Eloise out to the charming backyard garden, which Harvey had lovingly adorned with a sea of white roses.

"Harvey's got a romantic streak, huh?" Orlena mumbled to herself.

With practiced ease, Eloise snipped a few rose stems and artfully arranged them into bouquets, her movements a dance of grace and precision. "These blooms are more than enough for me to handle," Eloise said nonchalantly, clipping another

rose.

The penny dropped for Orlena. Eloise adored roses, sure, but only those that came from Harvey. A pang of envy struck Orlena as she watched Eloise's effortless artistry.

Eloise caught Orlena's dazed expression and let out a soft chuckle. "Daydreaming about Uncle Brett?"

Orlena's cheeks flushed a delicate pink.

Eloise pondered for a moment before saying, "I heard Uncle Brett's thinking of taking you and Daniel to Brockville for Christmas. What's your take on that?"

Orlena had always trusted Eloise implicitly. Despite Brett being Eloise's uncle, Orlena shared everything with her, clinging to Eloise like a little girl seeking comfort. Her expression was a mix of hope and uncertainty. "I just don't know! I want to go, but I'm terrified. I'm scared my boldness will just lead to another disappointment."

Eloise patted her gently, a soothing presence. Orlena nestled closer, saying no

more...

He sent Linda and Luca off to play and strolled over, lighting a cigarette in the crisp outdoor air. Taking

her head away as her eyes

but held an intimacy only spouses could understand. His cheeks hollowed with each drag of the cigarette,

a thrill through her. Eloise busied

cigarette, Harvey's hands found their way to Eloise's belly, his voice husky with affection, "How's our little

Their baby was a girl and as gentle

atmosphere, Orlena excused

her belly. Whispering into

his embrace

considered for a moment before saying, "Could this

furrowed brow, her voice soft, "Harvey, we're not like

lightly, "Mrs. Horigan, but I think your

of how Ravenna's misdeeds had set a chain of events in

lay bare in their moments of despair," Eloise murmured, a hint of anticipation in her voice. "And that's what I'm waiting for-the moment Ravenna

gazed at her

grateful for her deep love.

subject,

away from grim

What do you think we should

birthday was just

hidden door in the dressing room