My Father Pushed Me Into a Fountain at My Sister’s Wedding—Then He Met the Husband I’d Kept Private for Three Years
“I didn’t trust you to meet him without deciding what he meant about me.”
“You think that little of me?”
“My marriage isn’t something you get to grade.”
Adrian greeted him politely and said nothing more.
That mattered.
I had not called for a powerful man to make my father afraid.
I had called the person I wanted beside me when I stopped editing my life for the room.
Graham looked toward Sophie.