Chapter 4282
Time to crash.
Mrs. Ormond, who’d been tossing and turning half the night, finally drifted off.
They didn’t talk again till morning.
Normally, she’d sleep till noon, but worry dragged her out of bed early today, despite barely resting.
Downstairs, Elora was still out on her morning run, not back yet. Tatum was in the kitchen, whipping up breakfast for her and her two siblings like clockwork.
“Aunt!” Angelo piped up from the couch, where he’d been glued to the TV. He jumped up when he saw Mrs. Ormond. “Good morning!”
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