Harper Lawson — The Midnight Betrayal
I laughed for the first time in days.
It felt good to be challenged by someone who wasn’t trying to make me smaller.
PART 17: THE PRICE OF A SILENT DINNER
My aunt Ruth arrived from Vermont on a Friday with a suitcase full of sweaters and enough food for a small army.
She did not ask why I had not told her sooner.
She put soup on the stove and waited until I was ready to talk.
Ruth had known Preston since our engagement.
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