Chapter 24
Eric's POV
The maid served tea to Pear.
She had made a very angry phone call early this morning. Although I knew she was obviously not likely to treat me kindly, or even purposely come to add to my misery, I still told her I had time and could even meet in person if it was convenient for her.
Pear took a sip of her tea and looked up to survey the room.
This was my study, a little more private than the parlor, and I thought Carina and I had a story that deserved to be told here. All four walls of the room were bookshelves filled with books and memorable items. Her eyes fell on the shelf behind me.
I turned around and in front of the books sat a mug that Karen had given me when I was in college. But then I remembered the many things that had happened since then and suddenly
