Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 1170

Chapter 1170

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"Did I forget something?" Rebecca White racked her brain, but she couldn't think of anything she'd left behind.

"No worries!" she texted back. "Just toss it for me, thanks."

"It's your sketchbook and some of your design books. You sure you want me to throw them out?" came the reply.

Oh, right. She definitely did not want those thrown away.

Rebecca considered for a second.

"Actually, could you bring them to me? I'm usually free around lunchtime.”

Evenings were a no-go. She needed to be with James—and, of course, Francis.

"Sounds good. See you at lunch."

They agreed to meet at a little diner near Rebecca's office.

When she arrived, Rebecca slid into the booth and got straight to the point. "So, where's my stuff?”

gesturing to a small box on the seat

took it and flipped through quickly. These things really were important to

you bringing them over. Sorry you had to go

"Then how about you

for a second. Given their situation, eating together wasn't exactly ideal. But she owed

was lunchtime. She had to

Order whatever

signaled the waitress. When their food arrived- cheeseburgers, fries,

through, Rebecca's

wiping her hands on a

the hospital, was

the surgery, everything went well, she's recovering now. Honestly, I'd just be in the way, and it's hard to get time

it." Sherilyn paused, then changed the subject. "So, we're still on for

I'll be there right

of her vanilla shake.

mom's

"Yeah, she had surgery, but says she's

too serious, I

she tells

looks

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