As the car stopped in front of Palm Bay, Grace stepped out first, reaching to steady Ethan.

But his hand jerked away, quick and sharp, like she had burned him.

Grace stared at him with a deadpan look.

Just hours ago, he had practically melted into her touch in the backseat. Now, he was recoiling like she had insulted him.

She stepped back and gestured for the others to help instead.

Ethan was helped out slowly, the magnolia still in his hand.

Grace glanced at it, and her irritation slipped-just like Ed, he liked the same flower and shared the same taste.

"Take care, Mr. Henderson. I'll get going now. Don't forget your meds, and stop pushing yourself so hard."

"Mm."

Ethan was already being wheeled inside and didn't even glance back.

Grace didn't wait, and she had no interest in reading his silence.

However, there was no way she would get a cab out here.

A few minutes later, a car pulled out from Palm Bay, sent to drop her off.

She accepted it.

After all, it was still snowing, and there was no need to freeze for pride- Christmas was around the corner.

Inside Palm Bay, Ethan looked oddly cheerful.

"Give me a vase," he said to Tim.

Tiim knew exactly where the magnolia came from.

He brought one over, but Ethan barely gave it a glance before pulling the flower back out.

"Too plain. Get something prettier."

vase, but even after fifteen vases, nothing pleased

light in his eyes dimmed, and his mood soured

made some calls, asking people to send over

traditional carving arrived—it had

was expected

at the elegant, antique piece. His brow

the magnolias

heading for the elevator with the

his forehead,

mountain-picked magnolia look only "acceptable"

this like a game of house

the second floor, setting it by his bed so it would greet him

last, and that

shift, chimed in, "There's advanced tech for this-we can preserve

a reply, then added, "Though

made the call, too drained

got home, she was so

the whole trip

anything out of it. But surely, he wouldn't lie... he couldn't have gone through all that just

a wave of irritation crept up on her. It felt like

phone and

you taken your

"Yes."

What a cold response.

annoyed she became, even if she

he was playing her, but really-the

deeply and tossed her phone aside, refusing to send

was already ten at night. She was hungry, and the fridge was empty. With no better

door, she ran into Selene heading out

a woven

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

ended up going

it was almost Christmas when she saw the

it last year-only that

in the area, so most of

a display of emerald bracelets and asked, puzzled, "Who are

Her birthday's in a few days." "You're heading back

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