The camera abruptly cut to Lyman, and Effie’s heart sank.
He was striding down the hospital corridor in a crisp suit, his expression all seriousness and focus. In just a few seconds of footage, Effie could see the concern etched in his eyes.
“So he really did rush over as soon as he heard,” Effie murmured, a bitter edge to her voice.
She didn’t quite understand herself, either. Their marriage had always been a matter of convenience—just two people getting what they needed. Why did she care so much?
Her thoughts were interrupted as Lyman emerged from the kitchen, carrying two plates. “Dinner’s ready,” he said with a gentle smile, setting the dishes on the table.
Effie stood and took her seat. The table was set with a steaming bowl of hearty duck soup and two other dishes: buttery garlic shrimp and crisp greens with a light dipping sauce.
Lyman was a talented cook, and though the portions were modest, it was more than enough for them—and everything on the table was something Effie loved.
Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat.
“Try the soup—I put pumpkin in it. It’s good for you,” Lyman said softly.
“Thank you. You made all my favorites,” Effie replied, her worries melting away as she looked at him with gratitude.
“Then have some more,” he encouraged, smiling.
Effie nodded, taking a spoonful of soup. The broth was rich and comforting. The shrimp were perfectly seasoned, the greens fresh and crunchy with just the right touch of sauce.
As she ate these simple home-cooked dishes, an unexpected warmth bloomed in her chest—a happiness she couldn’t quite put into words.
They chatted as they ate, the atmosphere cozy and light.
Just as they were finishing up, Lyman’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, his brow furrowing ever so slightly.
Effie paused, watching him.
Setting down his fork, Lyman said, “Go ahead and eat. I need to take this.”
“Alright,” Effie replied.
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