I stood in the garden, watching the stretch limousine carrying Allyn disappear. Looking down, the Juliet roses Allyn had planted were right beside my hand, within easy reach. Only, they had withered. I didn't know when. Allyn Hall had changed. I didn't know when that happened either.
That day on set, Leon delivered the invitation: "Miss Zara, Mr. Allyn invites you to attend a dinner party for Mr. Franklin with him. Are you available?"
If he hadn't mentioned Franklin, I would have refused. Luzie had been avoiding me for days, seemingly convinced I had returned to steal Allyn away. I didn't want her to continue misunderstanding me.
But I wanted to see that man, Franklin. Aside from that time in the garden shed and the day he came to the set looking for Luzie, I hadn't seen him again.
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