The family knew how to give her space-they wouldn't bug her unless it was a big deal.

Well, except maybe her two little brothers, who'd probably sneak over to mooch some free meals whenever they got the chance.

Mrs. Ormond started to say something but swallowed her words. Deep down, she couldn't argue with her daughter's plan-it was pretty darn smart.

Elora broke the silence. "Mom, don't stress about me and Tatum. I've got this under control.

Bottom line: I'm not gonna let myself get the short end of the stick." Her voice was calm but firm, reassuring her mom she was calling the shots in her own love life.

Parents could weigh in with advice, sure, but the final say? That was hers.

"Anyway, Mom, it's late," Elora added. "Head back to your room and crash. I'm beat too-got a big meeting at the company tomorrow."

got up. "Alright, get

Tatum

hear straight from him-what was he thinking? Was he for real about all

behind her. With her mind finally settled on a plan, she felt lighter. She

so much. Back in her own room, she didn't want to wake her husband, so she'd slipped out quietly earlier. But now, lying in bed, her brain wouldn't shut

what's up with you?" he mumbled, rolling over to face her. His eyes cracked open, concern etched on his sleepy face. "You're flopping around like a fish on a grill. You feeling okay, or is something

a little. "Last time you were this restless was the night

long sigh. "I'm worried. Flip the

gotta stop overthinking everything—it's bad for you. Took us years to

whole life. How am I supposed to not care? Sure, she's got it

was about their eldest. Then

get played by some random dude. If I'm

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