For the first time since I’d known her, Helen’s confidence seemed to waver. Her face twitched with surprise, but she quickly masked it by standing up with her chin raised high.
Without another word, she grabbed her purse and marched toward the front door, slamming it so hard behind her that the windows rattled throughout the house.
The silence that followed was deafening. Sophie sniffled quietly, then broke the stillness with a small, heartbroken voice, “Does Grandma Helen really hate me that much?”
James immediately dropped to his knees in front of her, taking her tiny hands in both of his. His voice was gentle but absolutely steady.
“No, sweetheart. She doesn’t matter anymore,” he began. “What matters is us and our family. You are my daughter, Sophie. Always and forever. Nothing can ever change that. I love you more than anything in this entire world.”
Read more on the next page ⬇️⬇️⬇️
