Chapter 57

Harriet’s POV

The man I met in the garden never left my mind. And thinking of him, I caught myself falling into sorrow, loneliness, and despair. Eating food became a job.

“Harriet, why did you stop eating? You don’t like the food? Do you want me to ask the chef to cook another dish?

“No. It's just t...

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