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Surprised by her reaction, Rosalynn and the others could only watch.
Regaining some semblance of calm, Tilda tucked her hair back and, with a ghostly pallor, apologized,
“I’m sorry, I’m not comfortable being touched,” before retreating swiftly.
Lyndon’s brow creased in confusion as he watched her rapid exit.
Lips pressed together, Rosalynn was Lost in contemplation.
Larson was Tilda’s last name. Lyndon had called her Miss Larson.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCould it be that Tilda belonged to Skrix’s Larson family?
Were she and Ivy half-siblings?
In Tilda’s gaze just moments earlier, there seemed to lurk a shadow of fear and… a sliver of disgust.
Could it be that Tilda harbored hatred towards Lyndon?
Rosalynn doubted that.
Rosalynn’s gaze settled on Lyndon. His presence was striking, clad in a sharp, dark suit, standing with
an air of confidence.
The admiring glances he drew from the surrounding women spoke volumes of his allure.
She could have misjudged Tilda’s attitude towards him.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
It was unthinkable for Tilda to bear any ill will towards Lyndon, wasn’t it?
“Lyndon, please, pay my sister no mind. She didn’t intend to… She just.
Ivy’s words faltered, her lips hesitating, a tinge of embarrassment coloring her confession.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLyndon’s eyes met hers with a questioning look.
“And what of her?” he probed.
Ivy’s mouth opened to speak, yet words seemed to escape her.
A woman beside her interjected, “Mr. Fernandez, it’s rumored that Tilda prefers the company of women
over men. Perhaps that’s why she recoiled at your touch.”
Rosalynn found herself at a loss for words.
Incredible!
Tilda was attracted to women?
The revelation was utterly unforeseen.
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