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."

but even after fifteen vases, nothing

eyes dimmed,

some calls, asking people to send over

by a famous master of traditional carving arrived—it had once

expected to

glanced at the elegant, antique

placed the

for

dabbed his

could a mountain-picked magnolia look only

was treating this like a game of house

on the second floor, setting it by his bed so it

the flowers wouldn't last, and

him up and, spotting the shift, chimed in, "There's advanced tech

a reply, then added, "Though I don't really

winced and silently made the call, too drained

got home, she was so drained she could

the whole trip

of it. But surely, he wouldn't lie... he couldn't

of irritation crept up on her. It felt

her phone and shot Ethan a

you taken your meds, Mr.

"Yes."

What a cold response.

the more annoyed she became, even if she couldn't quite figure out

he was playing her, but really-the mighty

sighed deeply and tossed her phone aside,

and the fridge was empty. With no better

as she opened the door, she

was holding a woven basket and raised

"Grocery run?" Grace asked.

they ended

almost Christmas when she

it last year-only that back then, everyone in the

villas and townhouses in the area, so most of the goods

emerald bracelets

picked up one of the bracelets. "My mom. Her birthday's in a few days." "You're heading back

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