Sara Michaels“Good morning, my dear,” Eleanor said with a warm, welcoming smile as Sara entered the sunlit morning room the next day.Sara paused for a moment in the doorway, feeling a little nervous but comforted by the older woman’s kind expression. She walked over slowly and took the seat Eleanor gestured toward.“Good morning, Mrs. Eleanor,” Sara replied softly, folding her hands in her lap. “Thank you for having me here.”Eleanor waved her hand gently, her eyes twinkling with affection. “None of that formal nonsense today. Call me Eleanor. Or even Grandma, if you feel comfortable. You’re part of this family now ..... or at least, I hope you will be.”Sara felt a flutter of warmth in her chest. She nodded, a small, genuine smile forming on her lips. “Thank you… Eleanor.”For a moment, she almost shrunk thinking Eleanor heard her and Kingsley, then she remembered his room was sound proof, as he assured her through their chats.The staff moved quietly around the mansion, preparing
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