Over the next two days, Elsie packed her schedule to the brim—even took on ads she’d normally turn down, which Olivia helped arrange.
She just didn’t want a spare moment to think.
But the second she paused, William’s coldness and Liam’s confession would come crashing down like a flood she couldn’t stop.
Thankfully, Liam’s words, “I don’t need an answer,” gave her a bit of breathing room.
Still, Elsie stared at her phone for a while, finally opening a message draft with care.
[Liam, first of all, I’m sorry. My immaturity back then kept you away from home for three years. Secondly, you’re a really amazing person. I’m truly grateful that you care and for the comfort you’ve given me. But…]
Her fingertip hovered over the screen for a long moment before she typed again.
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