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‘You’d accept it if I didn’t come back to Foxbrooke, but stayed in London with Libby?’
‘If it means you are happy, then yes,’ she replied testily. ‘I’m not completely heartless.’
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Henry: Gram-Gram has made a full recovery.
Libby: Oh, I’m so relieved. Thank you for letting me know.
Libby: What was wrong with her?
Henry: Nothing. She was faking it to try and force us to get married.
Libby: What?!!!!!
Henry: I’m sorry for putting you through that. I’m sorry for everything my family and I have done to you.
Libby: Why would she do that?!
Henry: Because she wants me to move back to Foxbrooke.
Libby: And what’s that got to do with me?
Henry: She believes you are the right person for me.
Libby: But she doesn’t even know who I really am!
Henry: She does. She knew you were Libby Fletcher by eleven a.m. the morning after we arrived.
Libby: How?
Henry: Apparently, you’re not like the kind of girls who work for Winterblossom Press so she googled you and found the photo from the Conqueror workshop.
Libby: Oh.
Henry: Look, I know I’ve fucked up and my family is mental, but you don’t have to go back to Foxbrooke ever again. I promise. I start back at work next week. Please can I see you?
Libby: I’m sorry, Henry, I just can’t right now.
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Estelle: Please forgive my brother for being a dick and my entire family for being, well, you know… You’re my favourite person Henry’s ever brought home.
Libby: I’m the only person he’s ever brought home.
Estelle: Not true. He brought some chinless wonder called Crispin back from Eton once.
Libby: I’m sorry for lying to you.
Estelle: You didn’t. Not about the important stuff.
Estelle: I’m going to stop hassling you but please stay in touch. You’re awesome. Xxx
Dervla: Hello Libby darling, it’s Mammy again. None of this is Henry’s fault, it’s ours. Big hugs to you xxxx
Arthur: I’ve decided to buy a tandoor oven. Going to send you some links. Appreciate your thoughts as you’re the curry expert in the family.
Arthur: After me, of course. Ha ha ha! (Laugh out loud!)
