“Actually she was about to leave today, but she fell down the stairs and sprained it. Now she can only go after she can walk. I can't get rid of her now,” Aaron explained when Laurel joined in for breakfast in the dining room half an hour later. “My apologies, Laurel, for this deteriorating situation.”

Laurel took a sip of her coffee and tried to smile at him. “It's okay, Aaron, it's very rude to kick a guest who is sick after all.”

Aaron stared at Laurel sharply, as if to peel her heart away. “She won't bother you anymore. I told her that I love you and she can't...