My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 810

Emily Blair licked her parched lips and called out, her voice hoarse, “Mom…”

Emma George picked up the stack of photos again. “These young men were all recommended by neighbors I trust,” she said. “You have so much going for you, so I made sure to only pick the best—successful, decent men from good families. I’ve screened them all myself; there won’t be any mistakes.”

Emily stared at the topmost photo, at the gentle, refined face of the man looking back at her, and fell silent.

Emma pressed on, “Just pick one to meet, at least give it a try. You don’t have to commit to anything, but you owe it to yourself to go out and see what’s out there.”

Under the weight of her mother’s hopeful gaze, Emily found herself unable to argue. She simply reached for the photo at the top of the pile.

“Him, I guess.”

A smile finally broke across Emma’s face. “Alright, I’ll set it up. Send me your schedule, will you?”

Emily rose from the couch, nodding. “You don’t need my schedule. I’m free all weekend—set it up however you like.”

“So, tomorrow’s Saturday. You don’t mind if I arrange it for then?”

“That’s fine.”

Emma nodded, satisfied. “Good. Now, off to bed with you. I’ll take care of everything.”

Her tone suddenly turned light and cheery, a far cry from her earlier seriousness.

Puzzled, Emily turned just in time to see her mother grinning as she gathered the fallen photos from the floor, stacking them neatly before tapping away at her phone, presumably sending a message.

Catching Emily’s look, Emma glanced up, her eyes creased with delight.

Emily hesitated. “Mom?”

Emma held up the photos, beaming. “What’s with that look? You agreed, didn’t you? I already asked him to keep tomorrow evening free. No backing out now.”

Emily groaned inwardly.

She felt like she’d just boarded a runaway train.

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