"Flora, please," Henry pleaded, his voice cracking. "Just a few minutes. I won't take up much of your time."Damien, ever the perceptive observer, stepped forward. "Perhaps it would be best if we came back another time," he suggested gently, his hand resting protectively on Flora's lower back.Flora appreciated the silent support. She glanced back at Henry, his posture radiating defeat. A sliver of curiosity, morbid at best, gnawed at her. What could he possibly want after everything that had transpired between them?With a sigh, she turned to Damien. "Let's go inside," she said, her voice a neutral murmur. "We can hear him out, then you can take me out for dinner. My treat, as a thank you for your patience today."A relieved smile spread across Damien's face. "Sounds like a plan," he agreed, leading her towards the doorway.As they entered the house, Catarina materialized, concern etched on her face. Flora briefly explained the situation, then ushered Henry in
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