After Grams passed away, I really leaned on Silas and Liz. If it weren’t for them, I would have completely fallen apart. The first night, I thought I wanted to stay in the cottage, but mentally, I just couldn’t handle it.

Silas noticed my obvious tension and talked me into leaving. Of course, I tried to be tough and argue that I was fine, but he finally persuaded me. He and I returned to his place, and that was how I spent the remainder of that weekend.

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