Tell her she’s lying!

Tell her you own half!” And Trevor looked at the ground, and said nothing, because he could not meet his mother’s eyes, because he knew — had always known — that he owned nothing, had signed away any claim before the wedding, and had let his family spend three years believing a lie because the lie was comfortable and the truth would have cost him their respect.

His silence was the loudest thing on that driveway.

Chapter 15 — Earn Your Keep

Bristol scrambled up from her luggage and rushed at me, clutching my sleeve.

“Odette, please!