From a Wrong Turn to Mr. Right novel Chapter 115

Daisy Dale paused, thinking it over. She and Catherine Blair came from totally different backgrounds—their families, their childhoods, even the neighborhoods they grew up in couldn’t have been more different.

Their habits, the way they thought about life, all of it—worlds apart.

Sure, you could overlook it for a while. But forever? That was another story. Sooner or later, it would get old.

She nodded, taking it in.

Noticing Catherine’s teary face, Daisy reached over and handed her a tissue. “Come on, Catherine, don’t cry. If your mascara runs, you’ll never hear the end of it.”

Catherine took the tissue and dabbed at her eyes, her resolve returning as the redness faded.

Shirley Carter was right.

If you want something, you have to fight for it. Otherwise, you end up like me right now—full of regrets and nothing to show for it.

She’d always been too passive before, letting others get ahead of her.

Not this time. This time, she was going to make sure Ethan Carter finally saw her.

After a few deep breaths, she stood up to leave.

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Olivia Bennett had slept like a baby.

When she woke up, she found herself snuggled in a familiar embrace.

It took her a moment to focus, but slowly, the handsome face of the man beside her came into view.

He looked different in sleep—softer, less guarded than usual.

She grinned a little but didn’t wake him.

She lay there, just enjoying the moment, until Ethan Carter finally opened his eyes.

He looked at her, his morning voice rough and low. “How long have you been up?”

Olivia had been daydreaming. She glanced up at him when he spoke.

“Not… uh…”

Before she could finish, her nose bumped right into his chin.

She gasped, clutching her nose as her eyes watered from the sting.

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