gave a quiet laugh.
“So much for everyone calling me the calm one.”
I smiled.
“Being calm and being silent are not the same thing.”
Grant nodded.
For the first time that entire day, he looked like himself again.
Not the version Vanessa expected him to be.
Not even the little boy I remembered.
Just Grant.
And as we drove away, I finally understood something about those blue dresses.
At first, I thought they had been chosen to remind me that Vanessa’s family didn’t consider me one of them.
Instead,
