“Madam, wasn’t your trip to Europe meant to be a getaway? Why then…”

Why bring textbooks?

Homework, perhaps?

Cherise chuckled sheepishly, “The finals are approaching… I need to prepare for it…”

Moved, Frances quietly unpacked the books. “Madam, you are truly a hard worker…”

Head bowed, engrossed in her phone, Cherise silently nodded.

On the screen, a list was sent from Lucy.

“I want postcards from Europe!”

“Designer clothes from France!”

“British comestics!”

“And… Perfumes!”

Cherise retorted, “Sis,

“Right.”

Lucy, but

I want it! Consider

everything else I

“Alright,

took a screenshot of the list

left

“Fine, I’ll get them.”

words.

her hands, Cherise could not

of his wife giggling like a silly kid over her

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the bed, glimpsed at the phone, and affectionately ruffled her hair. “Little

tongue. “Anyway, I have no

years; surely he

smiled faintly.

the phone and showed

sent him Lucy’s

favor at your

Cherise was speechless.

and replied in a voice message. “Lennon Belcourt, can

was followed by Lennon’s innocent voice. “I’ve never courted a

Cherise shot back. “Neither has my

“He knows…”

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