He Told Her My House Was Already Hers

hate those blue drapes.”

Ethan laughed.

Laughed.

“We’ll change anything you want.”

Something ugly and sharp moved through me then. Not tears. Not yet. Just heat.

Grace appeared at my side so quietly I almost jumped.

Her face had gone pale. “Mrs. Carter.”

I kept my eyes on them. “How long?”

She didn’t play dumb.

“Since February.”

It was September.

My hand slipped continue reading …