It sounded like Jenny was winning again.
Sylvia walked half a step behind Gabriel, sheltered by his tall, imposing figure, his hand holding hers tightly as she followed his
lead.
It was so quiet she could hear the rustle of wind through the leaves, the soft crunch of their shoes on the stone steps, and the
sound of her own heart, beating with a vibrant, steady rhythm.
At the foot of the mountain, Grace was waiting for them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSylvia had called her earlier to let her know they were safe and give her an estimated arrival time, but Grace, ever worried, had
driven down to meet them.
When Grace heard Jenny was hurt, her expression changed, but Jenny hopped right off Jonas’s back, looking perfectly fine. “It's
nothing, just a little twist. It's all better now!”
Jonas, on the other hand, was exhausted. He leaned against the car, panting. Just as he was about to take credit for his heroic
deed, Jenny cut in, “It was all Jonas’s fault. He insisted on carrying me. If | had walked myself, we would've been back at the manor
ages ago.”
Jonas rolled his eyes, looking like he wanted to strangle her.
Grace pinched Jenny's cheek. “Alright, you little troublemaker. You can cover Jonas’s class tomorrow as a thank you.”
“Deal,” Jenny said, then glanced at Jonas. “See how agreeable | can be?”
“We'll see if | ever help you again,” Jonas grumbled.
Jenny just made a face at him,pletely unfazed. It was as if she knew that no matter how much she teased or annoyed him, he
would never actually abandon her.
“Alright, everyone get in the car,” Grace said with a smile.
Gabriel loaded the portfolios into the car. “Grace, you take them back. I'll walk.”
It was a five-seater, and it would be a tight squeeze with everyone.
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