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    “Absolutely! Your cooking’s amazing. I should be thanking you.”


    Truthfully, Lena’s help hade at a time when Ste needed it most, and she was genuinely grateful.


    With a visible sigh of relief, Lena stepped into the elevator.


    Not long after, William’s condition stabilized enough for him to be discharged. He returned home to recover—this time, to his hilltop vi. It was a far cry from his apartment near the research institute.


    On the day of his discharge, Lena arrived early, full of energy and eager to help pack. She flitted around the room, more enthusiastic than necessary.


    As Ste gently guided William to the car, their quiet closeness spoke volumes. Watching them from a distance, Lena bit her lip. Just before the car door closed, she rushed forward and grabbed Ste’s hand.


    “Ste…”


    Her voice quivered, eyes red with unshed tears. “Now that Mr. Briggs is going home… does that mean you won’t need me to cook anymore?”


    Ste paused for a beat before replying, “You’ve been a huge help, Lena. You’re wee to visit anytime.”


    The truth was, William’s vi already had a full staff. They didn’t need her meals. If Lena hadn’t volunteered in the first ce, Ste would never have asked.


    But Lena’s eyes welled up with fresh tears. Her voice broke. “It’s not just that… I broke things off with that jerk. For good. And he kicked me out. I don’t even have enough saved for rent next month… and I still need meds for my stomach. I know it’s asking a lot, but… could I stay at the vi? Just for a little while?”


    Ste blinked, caught off guard. She hadn’t seen thising.


    “I can keep cooking for Mr. Briggs, clean up, doundry—whatever you need! I just need a quiet ce to stay so I don’t end up on the street. Once I’ve saved enough, I’ll move out. I promise. Please, Ste.”


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    Her desperation tugged at Ste’s heart. After all Lena had done to help, could she really turn her away now? The thought of Lena alone, sick and struggling in Choria, made her chest ache. She nced at William, seated in the car.


    William’s brow furrowed faintly. He didn’t love the idea of this unexpected addition to their home, and Lena made him uneasy in ways he couldn’t quite define.


    But Ste’s hesitance—and herpassion—was clear. William didn’t want to disappoint her. After a brief pause, he gave a subtle nod. “It’s up to you.”


    There was no shortage of space at the vi. One more guest wouldn’t make a difference—as long as she didn’t cause trouble.


    For Ste’s sake, he could tolerate it.


    And just like that, Lena moved in. She arrived with her bags already packed and took on the role of a temporary maid.


    Ste, now officially with William and concerned about his recovery, also decided to stay at the vi for a while.


    On her first day there, Lena quickly ingratiated herself with the other maids, chatting as if she’d known them for years. That evening, she brought a te of fresh fruit to William’s room.


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