Chapter 11
Ethan never took back those houses.
I opened a separate bank account and stashed all the rent money there–never touched a cent.
Logan was a lost cause as a bar, so we shut it down and turned the place into a 24/7 diner instead.
Just quick bites and mocktails–no booze, no fuss. I picked the menu myself, of course.
Because honestly? Logan just didn’t have what it took.
Thanks to Mrs. Harper—the innkeeper–who kept promoting us like crazy, the diner took off in just a few months.
It was bustling, lively. Exactly what we needed.
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