Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 112

“I’ll go with Shipley, then.”

Vianne nestled into Shipley’s arms, her hand resting gently on his chest. Her voice was soft as silk. “If I’m with you, you’ll never feel alone. And if you’re upset, I’ll be right here to comfort you.”

She was always this way—gentle, putting him first in everything.

But then again, Silvia had her own way of caring too, just with a touch more pride and fire than Vianne.

Shipley smiled, unable to turn Vianne down. Suddenly, he dipped his head and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Vianne, with you by my side, nothing feels impossible.”

They kissed and embraced right there in the office. The air between them turned electric, charged with intimacy.

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At nine that night, Shipley and Vianne finally stepped onto the streets of Capital City.

They exchanged a glance. Vianne’s eyes were warm and tender as she asked softly, “Shall we go to your place?”

Shipley was a Capital City native. The Barlow family was solidly middle-class—not wealthy, but comfortable.

He nodded, his voice gentle. “Vianne, just stick with me while you’re here in Capital City.”

“Alright,” she replied, slipping easily and naturally to his side.

It was late. Once they arrived at Shipley’s apartment, they tidied up a bit and went straight to bed.

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