He took my hand, squeezing it gently. “Whatever it takes, I’m here.”
I believed him.
It wouldn’t be easy—nothing about untangling the mess Grant had made would be. But for Harper’s sake, for the sake of love, healing, and a future without fear, we would take it one step at a time.
“You should have.” He flinched again. But he didn’t argue. Then, like the universe shifting its weight, the Washington empire began to wobble. Howard’s real estate projects…
much. I never did. But that particular day, I had woken up with a little hope. Maybe Amanda would remember. Maybe Robert would show up with the…
