#Chapter 89: A Drawn-Out Goodbye

Ollie’s POV Soon, it’s the day for Sylvia and Diana to leave on their trip. I’ve already been summoned to help load the car, so I’m presently out in the driveway, grabbing bags from the ground and loading them into the trunk alongside the driver. I can’t even complain about the work right now honestly, because it’s a good distraction from what’s going on right beside me, with the brothers fawning all over Sylvia. “Are you sure you are going to miss me?” Sylvia asks, batting her long lashes. “Terribly,” Hugh tells her. They each get hugs, one at a time. Even Declan gives her a big bear hug, when he’s typically so standoffish with everyone else. I try really hard not to let my heart sink at the sight of it. “I’ll send you a dozen postcards,” Sylvia says. “One every place we go. And I’ll call you every day.” “We’ll answer,” Conrad promises. “Of course we will.” I frown slightly, overhearing that. I’m not terribly fond of the idea of the brothers being on a trip with me,