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Next to them was a handsome older couple, the woman in a silvery poncho, the man in a narrow,
pinstriped
suit. A French pop song was playing over the speakers. Everything in New York seemed a billion
times more fashionable than Rosewood. “I wish I could live here,” she sighed.
Olivia tilted her head, her eyes lighting up. “I know. I wish you could too. But it must be so nice out in
Pennsylvania.
All that space and clean air.” She touched Spencer’s hand.
“Rosewood is nice.” Spencer swirled her wine and weighed her words carefully. “But my family…isn’t.”
Olivia opened her mouth, a concerned look on her face. “They just don’t care about me,” Spencer
clarified.
“I’d give anything not to live there anymore. They wouldn’t even miss me.”
There was a peppery feeling in her nose that she always got when she was about to cry. She looked
stubbornly
into her lap, trying to harness her emotions.
Olivia stroked Spencer’s arm. “I’d give anything for you to live here,” she said. “But I have a confession
to
make. Morgan has a hard time trusting people—some close friends have used him for his money in the
past,
and now he’s very careful about people he doesn’t know. I haven’t told him about you yet—he knew I
gave
up a baby when I was young, but he didn’t know I was searching for you. I wanted to make sure this was
real
first.”
Spencer nodded. She certainly understood why Olivia hadn’t told Morgan they were meeting—it wasn’t
like
she’d told people either.
“I’m going to tell him about you in Paris,” Olivia added. “And once he meets you, I know he’ll adore
you.”
Spencer bit off a crust of bread, considering her options. “If I moved here, I wouldn’t even have to live
with