#Chapter 423 – Run Away Bride

Cora As Roger drives down the dark highway, I type out a quick message to Ella on my phone: Hey! I’m going to be MIA for a couple of days. Roger and I are taking some time to ourselves. I’m sorry to leave you hanging with all the work we have to do at the camps – will you forgive me? I bite my lip anxiously when I press send and stare at my phone, waiting for the reply. “Quit that,” Roger says, glancing at me. “What?” I ask. “Worrying about it,” he says, giving a little shrug. “She’s not your boss, Cora.” “Yeah well, Dominic is your boss,” I point out, raising my eyebrows. “Did you even text him?” “Nah,” he says, grinning broadly. “I’ll let Ella break it to him and just face his wrath when we come back.” “If we come back,” I say, sufficiently relaxed by his encouragement and leaning back against my chair. “Who knows. Maybe we’ll like eloping so much that we just…stay.” “I encourage this,” Roger says, laughing. “Thoroughly. We can probably assume new identities, just complet