#Chapter 88: Accusations

Grace The next morning, I hopped out of bed around the same time Charles did. Despite the soft strains still lingering in my body, I was happy and practically floated through the house with a smile that refused to be contained on my face. Eason was back. Charles and I ate breakfast together and shared a kiss goodbye before he headed out. I fed Cecil and Richard and was bouncing on my toes with excitement as Eason made his way downstairs. "You're glowing... and bouncing." Eason quirked an eyebrow at me. "Had a good night?" "Shut it," I scowled at him. "Breakfast and some of that fancy coffee from the Clans." He smiled and settled down beside Cecil and wiped the syrup from her face. I grinned, basking in the warmth of having my brother back in the house. The regret of ever letting him move out was at the back of my mind, but I tried not to think about it too much. When Kelly arrived to look after Cecil and Richard, we headed out to the chauffeured car and drove to Eason's old ap