After a long drive from hell with her insides churning into a knot the size of Great Britain, Camryn pulled into her parents' driveway and got out of the car. Judging by the amount of other vehicles, the majority of the family had beaten her here. Including Troy.

She stared at his truck. The only way she'd know for sure if he cared about her was to talk to him. But old Camryn wanted to plaster on a stoic face and not confront him at all. Pretend she didn't feel like her organs ...