Eighteen
After a full day of waiting, Owen began to wonder what else he needed to do to convince Hope he was sorry and would never again devalue her needs. After the second day without seeing her and Daphne, his promise to give them space and time to consider his apology and decide if he deserved a second chance had crumbled. He’d walked by the cottage to see if they would like to join him for an evening stroll on the beach, but they hadn’t been home. By lunchtime on day three, he’d completely rearranged the wind chimes and other sea glass, shell, and driftwood items in the front windows of his store, dusted the entire gallery, restocked all the toys, and ordered more to replenish his stockpile in a mostly useless effort to distract himself, and he now sat at the counter beside his regist
