stopped the instant he saw Rachel and the investigator.
Then he saw me.
“Natalie.”
I had imagined myself screaming when this moment came.
Instead, my voice was almost empty.
“Did you know who I was before we met?”
He looked at Vivian.
That one glance gave me the answer.
“How long?”
“Natalie—”
“How long?”
“A few weeks.”
Something inside me cracked.
“And you married me because of this house?”
“No.”
Vivian laughed.
Grant spun toward her.
“Shut up.”
It was the first time I had ever heard him speak to
