Chapter 15

"Mom," Ophelia walked to the bedside, her voice soft. "I made the chicken noodle soup you love. Have some while it's hot." My mom looked at her, her gaze calm, and didn't say a word. Ophelia bit her lip and set the bowl on the nightstand. She turned to Rhys and forced a smile. "Mr. Beaumont, I was rude downstairs earlier. I didn't know your relationship with Ivy. It's rare for you to visit. Please, you must come over to our house sometime." Rhys looked at her, twitched the corner of his mouth,...