It was clear that heading back to Millstone tonight was out of the question. The three of them settled in at Birchwood for the evening.
"You two lovebirds head back to the old family house. I'll crash at a hotel. But Ronan, there's something I need to tell you. Let's chat tomorrow," Marie said earnestly.
Ronan had come to Birchwood trying to keep a low profile, wary of getting tangled up with Peter again. The incident at the Edith Building had targeted Ronan, and although Peter had been somewhat wronged, Ronan didn't want to deal with him.
It seemed like the first time in years that Ronan and Cordelia were staying at their grandfather's place in Birchwood.
The house was just as they remembered, and for Cordelia, it was like stepping back in time.
After her shower, with her hair still damp, Cordelia reflected on their past. What she had thought would be a temporary, money-driven entanglement had turned into a lifelong bond. Despite Ronan's charming looks, wealth, and generally good nature, he had his flaws—his jealousy, his suspicions, and even the harm he had brought upon his own family. Yet, when her family had faced difficulties, Cordelia had been abroad. Upon her return, she had fallen for him completely. She blamed her own vulnerability, resigning herself to this life.
Cordelia lay down while Ronan continued to read.
Tonight, surprisingly, Ronan didn't make a move. Maybe the drive had tired him out, or maybe:
"Getting old, can't keep up?" Cordelia teased, eyes wide open.
Ronan turned to her and asked, "Do you want to?"
Cordelia didn't reply, simply closing her eyes.
Then, Ronan's kiss fell softly on her lips, then her cheek.
"Cee," he whispered.
He rarely used her nickname, a sign of his reserved nature. But when he did say "Cee," it sent a warm tickle through her, filling her with a concentrated affection that dissolved any past resentment.
So much so that when they woke the next day, it was nearly eleven o'clock.
Cordelia's face was unusually soft, her smile lingering.
Today was leisurely, just a matter of picking up Marie from the hotel and heading back to Millstone.
After arriving at the hotel and loading Marie into the car, she launched into a tirade.
"I was worried you'd come early and I'd be embarrassed, not being ready. But look at you two, showing up at this hour! I should have known. You lovebirds and your morning escapades," Marie chided, pointing at her watch.
Cordelia exchanged a knowing smile with Ronan. It seemed that since last night, their bond had deepened even further.
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