It was just before nine o'clock, and Briony had nearly finished packing up her

things when her phone rang.

It was Stewart.

She set down what she was holding and answered the call.

"I'm coming back to Northborough today." Stewart's deep voice carried through the line.

Briony's tone was calm, almost indifferent. “So, are we meeting this afternoon to finalize the divorce papers, or will it be tomorrow?"

"This afternoon's a bit rushed."

"Bryn, do you want to take these books with you?" James called out from the living room.

Briony turned her head and replied, "Yeah, bring them all."

"Alright, I'll pack them up for you. Though, I've got copies of a few of these at my place already-should I leave those?"

"That's fine," Briony answered.

Suddenly, Stewart's voice cut in, sharp with suspicion. "Are you moving house?" Briony frowned, a hint of irritation flickering across her face. "That's not really your concern. Since you're busy this afternoon, let's just meet tomorrow morning."

pressed on,

Briony replied, her patience finally snapping, her tone turning cold. "I've held up my end of the bargain. I hope you'll do the same. Tomorrow morning, nine o'clock, city

the

half a minute before Stewart finally muttered,

reply brought a sense

to James's place

father, a hopeless romantic, had bought the place as a honeymoon retreat

about the same age as Gina and, hearing Briony was expecting, had done plenty of research on how to care

the sunniest room, saying it was best

into Skybreeze Retreat, she felt warmth settle over her-a sense of home she hadn't

to prepare a hearty dinner, most of it tailored

creamy, nourishing fish soup was perfectly seasoned; James had a bowl,

good, you should have

held up his hand dramatically. "If I have another bowl, I'll probably start lactating at this

Briony was speechless.

Skybreeze Retreat, Carl snapped a few photos of the warmly lit house

Then he called.

in his usual straightforward way, “Mr. Wentworth, Ms.

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