After wrapping up her chat with Claire, Emma made a beeline for Bella's place.
As she pulled up, she spotted Samuel tending to the lawn, hose in hand. His eyebrows shot up at the sight of her, but he managed a cordial welcome.
He called out, "Hey, Bella! You'll never guess who's dropped by!"
Bella, assuming it was Jake, bustled out of the kitchen, hastily wiping her hands on her apron.
Her face fell the moment she clocked Emma. "Well, well. What brings you to our neck of the woods?"
Undeterred, Emma produced a bouquet and a gift bag. "I owe you an apology for not being there when you were discharged."
Bella's jaw nearly hit the floor.
She thought, 'What's her angle? Emma’s always been a force of nature, taking no prisoners. And after being wrongly accused of putting me in the hospit
