Chapter 210
- Brady slid his hands into his pockets, his gaze darting toward the ground.
- Brooke shot him a harsh glare and then looked back at me, tucking her hair behind her ears. “It’s our parent’s fiftieth wedding anniversary. We celebrate it here every year.”
- “It’s your what?” My neck snapped sideways so fast that it cracked. “Brady. You said this was a fancy event with the mayor.”