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."

"Alright, get some sleep

down Tatum for a

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

door, said goodnight, and shut it behind her. With her mind finally settled on a plan, she felt lighter. She climbed into bed, and sleep hit her

to wake her husband, so she'd slipped out quietly earlier. But now, lying in bed, her brain wouldn't shut off. She flipped one way, then the other,

mumbled, rolling over to face her. His eyes cracked open, concern etched on his sleepy face. "You're flopping around like a

propped himself up a little. "Last time you were this restless was the night Alonzo

sigh. "I'm worried. Flip the light

us years to get your health back on track." Still, he reached over and flicked

don't want to overthink and mess myself up, but this is about Elora's future—her whole life.

about their eldest. Then he reached

out. Sleep. Elora's a rockstar-she's not gonna get played by some random dude. If I'm worried about anything, it's that she doesn't even like those

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