Chapter 195 Tonight

• The joyous anticipation of our wedding only resonated with our parents; Paul and I had never felt such strain before. With just a week left until the wedding ceremony, I had to return to Bronze Creek to honour my father's wishes.
• Paul already returned from De Rosie and Sam had gone back to Borneth. Milton took charge, keeping a vigilant eye on the streets and preparing for the cleanup. Meanwhile, I undertook the responsibility of managing the hotels, facing a mountain of paperwork that demanded my attention.
• For two relentless days, I toiled like a slave in the study, transforming it into a bland canvas of black ink on white paper in Paul's absence. When he returned, there was no time for rest; I bombarded him with stack after stack of papers, seeking his signature where mine held no authority.