shifted uncomfortably in their seats.
Vanessa looked around.
“This is ridiculous.”
Then Grant said something that changed her expression completely.
“I saw the group messages.”
Vanessa went pale.
Her mother turned toward her.
“What messages?”
Grant pulled out his phone.
Suddenly, I understood why my son had seemed so distant throughout the day.
This wasn’t a sudden reaction.
He had been carrying this knowledge for days.
“I wasn’t supposed to see them,” he explained. “Vanessa left her tablet open at home.”
“Grant, please don’t,” Vanessa whispered.
He looked at her.
