Darcie hesitated for a moment. She was sure Trevor had taken it before she let go. ‘Did he do that on purpose?’ she thought.

Thoughts of the plane crash filled her mind, and she was about to speak when a voice from afar interrupted.

“What’s happening?”

Wenham had just finished paying his respects to his late wife. He was startled when he heard the commotion and walked over to see what was going on.

“I accidentally dropped the oats I made for Stella,” explained Darcie. She then turned to Trevor, saying, “I’m sorry, Trevor. I thought you had it. Did you get burned?”

Trevor glanced at her inquisitively, withdrew his gaze, and said, “It’s okay. It’s just a shame Stella can’t taste your food now.”

He looked at his sister affectionately and said, “Sorry, sis.”

Stella chuckled, “I think I’ve had my fill of Darcie’s cooking for now. I couldn’t have finished that bowl of oats anyway. Let’s take the broken dish as a sign of good luck.”

Wenham joined in, “Agreed. I’ll have Sandra clean it up while you get Jaylene to come down and receive her present.”

gifts made Stella’s ears perk up. She blinked at Trevor as

wondered if Rainee had spoiled her. ‘How could she be so eager for monetary gifts?’

dress, her hair loosely braided. Her light makeup

warmly, but her eyes were cold when they landed on Stella.

unaware of the argument between the two from the night before. He thought their discord

was happy that his son had returned safely, and they would soon have

safe. Here, I want to give you my present. May you have a peaceful and joyful new

gaze, accepted it, and said, “Thank you,

might have been repaired. But Trevor

onto these

instant, Jaylene’s

gifts to Stella,

her eyebrows, happily agreeing to hold onto the items for

the exchange with an inquisitive look, occasionally glancing between the

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