登入LukeThe next day finds me pacing around Autumn’s house.This is one of the things I dislike the most about being in towns, even ones as relatively quiet as Sweetwater Lake. There’s never enough to do. If I was back at my cabin, I could be buried in any number of projects right now, taking my mind off the restless energy burning under my skin.Autumn is back at the bakery, packing more things up to move it out of there, and I wish I could be there with her. Or that she didn’t have to do this at all. I understand she’s going through a hard time, but the protective feeling in me wants to help. She seems determined to do this on her own though, and I have to respect that.I also have to find something to do before I go insane.I’ve already chopped all the wood in the backyard, and I’d go hunting for more trees to take care of if it wasn’t for my wrist still being broken. The dishes from breakfast and from dinner last night are done, and I’ve already picked up and washed all the clothes
Autumn “I keep doubting myself,” I admit. “I was so happy when Grandmother said she was giving me this building, but if she never took Rhiannon’s name off the deed, then what does that mean? Did she change her mind? Did she think I couldn’t handle it or didn’t deserve it?”Rhiannon has always been the more outgoing of the two of us, so maybe… maybe Grandmother worried that I wasn’t cut out for running a business. Maybe she always thought Rhiannon was better suited for it.Before I can spiral down that path, Simon shakes his head. “No, Autumn. Eleanor talked all the time about how much faith she had in you. She wanted to do something that would help you get a leg up in following your dreams. Rhiannon still being listed as the owner was a mistake. I know that for a fact. Your grandmother loved you dearly, and all she wanted was to see you thriving.”That sets me off again, and I bury my face in my hands. Simon just sits there, patient and steady.“I don’t know what comes next,” I admi
Autumn I go into the bakery the next morning.Elijah kept saying that I shouldn’t, that I should make Rhiannon wait until after the holidays if she wants my building so bad, but the thought of dragging it out just makes my stomach hurt.All three of the guys were hovering around me over breakfast and while I got ready, and I know they were just trying to be protective because they’re worried about me. It’s the same way I felt when Luke got hurt, and it’s wild to think that it was just two days ago when that happened.It feels like it happened to someone else, honestly.When I didn’t relent on going in, they started insisting they should come with me, but I shot that down too. I told them I was just going to get the things I needed immediately, and that I would start moving more stuff out later.When I get there, I’m glad they didn’t come because the sign on the door saying the bakery is closed makes my stomach twist and tears spring to my eyes.I’ve cried in front of them enough.
Elijah It looks wrong on Autumn’s beautiful face, and my heart clenches painfully in my chest. I have to do something to help distract her from the pain she’s feeling.So I get up and force a smile, going over to where there’s a Santa hat on the mantle. It feels like forever ago that we were decorating her place for Christmas, and it’s time to get some of that cheer back.I plop the hat on my head and put one hand on my hip. “Enough of this,” I say. “We’re going to do something fun.”“Like what?” Autumn asks, looking up at me. She still looks worn down, but there’s a ghost of a smile on her lips. That’s a start.“Christmas movie marathon. We’ll watch some of the classics and some of those awful ones where the girl gives up the job of her dreams to move in with a guy who sells Christmas trees for a living or something.”Autumn’s smile grows. “They’re kind of romantic, in a way.”“What would be romantic is if the Christmas tree seller guy moved to the big city with the girl and got a r
Elijah We breathe together like that for at least five minutes, and finally, some of the shaking has subsided in her.“Here,” I say, picking up the glass of water. “Sip this slowly for me.”Autumn takes it with trembling hands, and Benedict reaches over to help steady the glass. She sips at it a bit, and some of the horrible paleness recedes from her face, letting her natural color back in.Once she seems over the worst of it, she sits back against the couch, closing her eyes again. This time, I let her.“How are you feeling?” Luke asks.“A little better,” she says, her voice still shaky around the edges.“I can’t believe that little prick didn’t even try to make sure she was okay,” Benedict grumbles. “Are we sure he’s not adopted?”“I’ll have a word with him later,” I say, already imagining what I’m going to say to my youngest brother about his behavior. But right now, I’m more concerned about what happened to make Autumn panic so badly. “What happened?” I ask her. “What did your si
Autumn Rhiannon just nods. “I mean, if you think about it, it’s kind of perfect, right? I’m getting married, and it’s the perfect time to start my own business. Maybe I’ll even ask you for some tips.” She laughs, like it’s an absurd thing to say. She keeps chattering on about it, talking about all the different things she could do, but her voice has faded into a background hum. All I can really hear is my blood rushing in my ears as my heart pounds. My breathing comes faster and faster, but it feels like I’m not getting any air at all. Everything I’ve worked for. Everything I’ve built on my own, with no help from my family, about to be ripped away from me because of a technicality. If my grandmother were still alive, she could fix this, but she’s gone. The only member of my family that I could trust is dead, and my dreams are about to be buried right alongside her. I desperately gulp for air, staggering away from Rhiannon. “Please, stop!” I gasp. “Oh my god.” “Autumn?” I







