Chapter 78

Richard's

pov

The morning started off as one of those rare, lazy days. I'd woken up with Sarah curled up beside me, her hair fanning across the pillow in wild waves.

The sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Everything seemed perfect. Calm. Until I tried to sneak out of bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" Her voice was muffled, half-asleep, but she caught me.

"Thought I'd get us coffee." I grinned, still only halfway off the bed.

She lifted her head, one eye open and suspicious. "Don't think I didn't notice you were avoiding the dishes last night. You don't get coffee privileges till you do them." I held up my hands in surrender. "Fine, fine. Dishes first, coffee later."

On my way to the kitchen, I passed by the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the estate. Everything looked normal-guards in their usual spots, the gates secured.

Just another day, right? But I still felt an odd twinge, like there was something I was missing.

I shook it off and got to work on the sink full of dishes. I'd just started rinsing when Sarah appeared, looking far too smug.

"Oh, did the big CEO forget how to scrub a plate?" She teased, taking a mug down from the cabinet.

"Hey, I know my way around a sponge, thank you very much."

She leaned against the counter, watching me fumble with the sponge. "Right. Looks like you're scrubbing a priceless piece of art."

I scoffed, spraying water everywhere, just to watch her jump back. "See? Totally a pro."

We laughed, and I felt a pang of something warm. This was the side of Sarah I loved most-the easygoing, playful banter that reminded me of why we worked so well together.

Finally, after wrestling the last plate into submission, I dried my hands, feeling pretty pleased with myself. "Coffee now?"

She handed me the mug she'd already filled, rolling her eyes. "You're lucky I love you."

Our lazy morning drifted into the afternoon. Sarah decided she wanted to bake something.

Watching her try to figure out where anything in my kitchen was stored became a whole other form of entertainment. "Do you know where the measuring cups are?" she asked, spinning in place as if they might appear out of thin air.

"I might. But I'm enjoying

at me. "Big help you are. Isn't this your

I have

looked at me, exasperated.

we ended up with flour everywhere, including on my suit pants, which was the least appropriate baking outfit I could have chosen. But, honestly, I didn't mind. If every day could look like this-messy, lighthearted, full of

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we decided to go out. It had been a while since we'd done anything outside the estate, and Sarah was

we could figure it out along

let me grab my jacket," I called

"Oh, so you're not going out

the last bits of flour off

about her latest kitchen escapade, when something

was that same car from yesterday. Parked in exactly

a frown settling over

Sarah asked, following

was here

better look. "Maybe it's just a coincidence.

said, though I didn't fully believe it. I knew most of the people who

I said, brushing it off, though I could

nudging me as we headed out. But I couldn't help but glance over

got into the car and drove off, the strange vehicle was nowhere in sight. I tried to relax, to focus on making the

something about it gnawed at me. It was like

her as I drove, trying to lighten the mood. "You're the navigator

grinned, glancing around as if the answer might appear in the air around us. "How

to shake off the lingering

lost or visiting family. But I couldn't quite rid myself of

tucked away from the main road. The aroma of garlic and herbs greeted us

at me, her eyes bright with amusement. "You're still thinking about

chuckle. "Can't get

the table to take my hand. "Hey, I get it. You're cautious. But it's

said, squeezing her

chance to just unwind and be in the moment. We talked about everything and nothing, making silly bets on how many

one point, Sarah looked around, eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, how much do you want to bet I can

smirking. "Are

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