Chapter 46

• After her mother left for work, Dahlia entered the kitchen to finish washing the dishes that had been soaking and drying. Every so often, she stole a glance out of the window in front of her, hoping to catch a glimpse of Luther.
• Hessa's house wasn't far away; it was just a ten to fifteen-minute drive from her own. However, her gaze met nothing but empty space, so she returned her focus to the dishes.
• A surge of excitement coursed through her veins. She felt liberated by the knowledge that she did not carry Mr. Brandon's bloodline—his tainted heritage was not a part of her.