Elizabeth’s POV
John had left this morning for his appointment with Alexander.
I didn’t think much of the meeting, but I had this nagging feeling in the back of my head that the meeting was about me.
So, after he left and Rosalie and I had breakfast, I called Lilian at the coffee shop and informed her that I would not be coming in today and that she and Sam were responsible for the shop for the day.
It wasn’t the first time that I didn’t meet my obligations towards the shop, but at least I could trust the two to run the shop and not burn it down.
I giggled at my sarcasm.
I was a control freak when it came to the little coffee shop. Everything needed to be perfect all the time.
I made myself towards my favorite spot in this huge place—my gift from John, my office with a library
