CHAPTER 92

GRANDMA CHARLOTTE’S POV

It was hard watching them have that back-and-forth argument. Zyliah looked lost and helpless, her shoulders sagging.

Sayge looked as if he were being tormented by a nightmarish encounter from his past—one he kept trying to forget… and kept failing to.

He was angry and hurt. She was helpless and hurt. Judging by the lack of a ring on her finger, it must have been the shortest, didn’t-end-well marriage. It was an eye-opener too; otherwise she ...